dream snippet

[stone_color_sky]

You know me.
I'm here...always have been
waiting...hiding,
hiding in the callouses,
the cuts and scars on your hands,
most of forgotten origin.
Hiding in the sore back,
the aching swollen feet...the aching swollen heart,
the numbness in your legs...like the one in your soul.
You know me.
I'm waiting...waiting to get out,
waiting for you to let you're guard down,
waiting for someone to say the wrong thing...
for someone to look at you wrong,
for the next drunk...
for the next hollow empty morning following a hollow empty night
You know me...and I'm waiting...waiting to get out.