You hold me so tighly,
like you'd never want me to go,
Your hands hold me, firm but gentle,
Create a feeling, I never thought I'd know.
Your hands offer a safety I don't feel I deserve,
Yet something feels right when you hold me.
My thoughts grow quiet, my heart finds peace,
And in your arms, I can finally just be.
Don't stop holding me this tightly,
Press your hands into my skin.
Cause when you hold me, tight and secure,
I feel so much calmer, more than I've ever been.
And everytime, I have to admit,
when you're with me, and I'm with you
There's nowhere I would rather be,
and nothing I would rather do.
When you're gone, your scent remains,
your breath still whispers on my skin,
I can almost feel your hands again,
as if you're still here, breathing me in.
YOU ARE READING
Chaos In My Mind
Poetry𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑜ℎ 𝑠𝑎𝑦 ... This is a book of some poems I've written r...
