I still call you mine

Before you’re spent

And fade away

I beg you one more time


Teach me

How to reach your pain,

Teach me

How to be your pain

And soothe it

And in being it

Be soothed

So that in the end

I may know again

How to pray

Tell me face

Already cast aside

And inward looking

When I see that way

Not with… but through…

But past your eye

My view wiped clean

Shall I then

At last


Be seen?


Erika Vercammen