life long spent

the children
find treasures everywhere
in quiet christenings
and faith in believing.

i wish i could be like them.
instead i sell myself short
to an unbroken circle.
i lift my eyes and see
the strength of life
and the beauty of death.

the mischievous eyes
of the babysat
eat my heart out.
blood stained hands
steal away with denial.

friendship severed in
heartbeat failures.
living for success
yet wasting away
forgiveness looked away
and my heart sealed shut
come again another day
crushed like ice
if i should die before i wake.