I have become
disjointed;
pieces of me
feel ill-fitting,
loose where
cracks are forming
over my very
being.
The pieces still
precariously cling on but
I can still feel the edge
of everything falling
silently and slowly
apart.
Eventually, I'll have the
strength to pull myself back
into one but
right here, right now,
all I need
all I want
is someone's arms
around me keeping me
together,
even if only
for a moment.
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