Even Still Poem by Airda Jones

My body's bruised and my
Knees are scraped and weak
Even still, now I know
That won't bring you back to me

My cheeks are stained and my
Eyes are burning a hole so deep
Even still, now I know
That won't bring you back to me

My throat is scarred and my
Voice is aching from its pleas
Even still, now I know
That won't bring you back to me

My hand's cramped and my
Fingers feel as if they might bleed
Even still, now I know
That won't bring you back to me

My heart is shattering and my
Soul is dying slowly as we speak
Even still, now I know
There's nothing I can do to bring you back to me.