call me by my name

My apologies for raising my voice an octave past shrill,

My words are falling and breaking into the cracks of the sidewalk

Unheard of, unseen

It's too steep of a hill to travel.

I am on top of that hill,

And I am shouting your name

Soon you will not recognize my voice.

Chances fly by

And some wounds don't heal

Climb up that hill

And find me.

Call me by my name

Or don't, at all.