Karen Says...

Feel the wind beneath your skin
A chill to the bone
Another friend has left me here alone
It’s dangerous, it’s fleeting
This dangling from strings
This painful competing
For meaningless things
How long, how high…
Must we climb?
Karen says she’s sleeping…
Her way to the middle
Such sweet dreams worth keeping
Can leave you so little
Laughter like medicine
Band-Aid my soul
Some wounds they never heal
They swallow you whole