It was me reaching for you
that silent pressure on your chest
it was me wrapping around you
to give you something to hold onto
through the tears and the pleading
I was there minding my business
but never letting go of you
it was me reaching for you
and doing nothing to change things
though I would if you asked me to
I felt your heat in return
but it held an unusual desperation
and then in the aftermath
I felt the line snap dramatically
beneath the weight of your indecision
this is the test and in this moment
we're waiting for you to pass or withdraw
I feel myself curl inward
and drift toward an unwilling exit
because there's nothing more I can do
it's cold on this slow recoil
cold and empty and I feel so helpless.
If this is personal, April, it's very moving, and if it isn't personal it's still very moving; it has caring and a sense of helplessness and that 'unusual desperation' smacks me in the teeth.
A fine delivery.
Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
She proved them wrong...
Asa D Seeley, a young Afro American man, shares his struggle to leave his past behind as he reaches for his future. In his one-of-a-kind style, he searches for answers...from the visible & invisible. A Memoir in Poetical/Prose form.
At the young of age of seven, Jill's mother Eve takes her for regular sessions to a child psychologist for treatment of her anxiety, which only makes her behavior worse. When she reaches her teens, she starts drinking and then smoking marijuana with
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John