Sunday, April 12


I'm so tired
My breath sucked from me
An empty shell
Emotions, a thin worn out cloth
But somehow he makes it worth it
To hold on
A slither of light in a darkend room
The door now ajar
Slowly edging open again
Pushed by his perfect hand
Those hands keep me together
Stop me falling to pieces
Fragile, tired
I am safe here

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