On The Other Side of Pleading -------------------------------------------
There is someone who knows suffering like a lover. There is someone who knows its ways intimately and pleads into the abyss everyday that something would swallow it.
There are wetted cheeks with salt and wails of tragedy that are not meant for the human mind nor heart to comprehend. There are shadows that never leave even when what cast them are gone.
There is the winding laughter of joy that does not show itself to the ghosts among us.
We, born with gifts opened and with the wrappings torn from them.
We, on the other side of pleading.
Submission Name: On The Other Side of Pleading
