Wading Naked

Wading naked By arianne bungay The nails go through my wrists And the hammer brings blows to my back As I wade naked on the bloody stone platform Being laughed at and patronized The faces all look the same The arguments will never change Friendships never to be seen again Love is gone with every tear I shed I close my eyes and smile With every stone that is thrashed at my head Knowing that this is the day The day to prove myself So I embrace the pain Fighting to stay alive at the same time Proving to the ignorant people that I was right Ending with a good cause behind my name There is one face that stands out A little girl She is neither laughing nor crying She looks irritated, maybe even angry I imagine myself in a white dress With long auburn hair I go up to her and ask her what is wrong She enlightens me Telling me that she is not only fine But she is waiting for me So I wade naked On a bloody stone platform Letting her slip into nothing but memory As I let go of everything And I lay there smiling The laughter around me stops The patronizing is over Friendships never to be seen again Hand in hand with a little girl Having my heart sowed and mend Knowing that this is where it ends.