Hold my hand tight please don't let me go. I know what we have is not real but in my mind at night it becomes most clear the horrors of my feelings. In the day I'll laugh with you and blush. I know you are doing the same but it's different. We are different compatible at all and it ruins me to think like that. I hold onto you and hope that you never let go but I know in the end I'll be the one to lose my grip to cut the rope and I hope to never forget you. After that day the things you helped me experience I found peace in you but also rage, sadness and best of all love. I can feel myself slipping slowly as days go on like my memories of us are fading. My once smiles turn into a blank face as I turn to an addiction I have yet to even begin. I want you to look at me and promise when i get out of hand to just let go do what you need to do cut my hand off bite my wrist kick me push me punch me stab me shoot me light me on fucking fire if you have too but i need you to let go for your sake and mine please let go of me before i let go of myself. I may be rambling about nonsense but I know you well enough to know you will follow what is asked. When I'm gone please don't search ill ask you but i cant help but feel like when your gone all i do i search i need help but how can i get help when the help is fucked when the helps help is fucked when plan B, C, and D are fucked well everything i once had is now fucked Because of.... Because of.. Because of? Yea fuck off i forgot
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Hold me Tight
PoetryI ramble and ramble loosing track of my cause feeling conflicted with my words