Hold On To You (day 124)

I hold on to you like a stairway railing,

like I’m tripping over the first step

I don’t know if it’s my making or yours


You hold on to me like a crossbow,

I’m defenseless, you string me up

to scare people away


I grow pieces of you with my tears

I try to meld them together with my sharp edges

but they only fit when my glass skin is in shards


I know I could lie but I’m hooked through the mouth

This is madness and shadows rolled up in your eyes


I hold on to you with dementia,

you give me too many dares

and just a handshake

feels like a promise I’ll have to leave behind


All you want is too much of everything

All I want is nothing

I don’t know if I want to be held or whole

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Written 12/1/16


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