I catch my hands
Trying to pry you off
Of me with desperation-
Than a wonderment when
I realize it was in desperation
To stop clinging to you.
I would set myself aflame
And wash the ashes down
A sewage pipe if only to
Stop the chemical dependency
Of you- if only,
If only it weren't already too late.
The stone was carved
In the moment I realized
You freed me from
Any memories of before.
I need you.
YOU ARE READING
Heavy and Weightless
Poetrya poem collection bearing the love and the hate. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~