Biting cold saps the fight from my limbs, currents toss me and I tumble, sucking, drumming, gasping, thrumming. In brief I am anchored, the tumult rushes around me. “Are you okay?” Those words lost to years. I knew better than to reach back or close my aching fingers, you might fall in. So I push … Continue reading You might have saved me
Month: April 2024
Holding On
I cannot fathom letting go From the hold that I have made. I cannot let myself imagine What it is to fall. But when it takes every single bit, Every last drop of will, And when my bones ache, Skin rips, Nerves burn, Tendons scream . . . My grip loosens.
Have Your Heart
How often Did you harden your heart, And turn from the pain, When bearing the weight Became too great? ~ How many times Did you cast aside A piece of yourself, And leave it behind, Just to keep moving? ~ How many endings Did you cauterize? How many crossings Have you set aflame? Just to … Continue reading Have Your Heart
