How can you stop yourself from falling when you've already been pushed
My mind kept me at my feet but my heart gave me da shove
So I'm reaching out to stop myself, grabbing at whatever I can
But when I open my fist, I can see your face
I see us...together
I see the way you are with my son
I see us holding hands
I see the time you put in getting to know me, the patience
I see your smile, I scream
I crawl in the corner and grab my legs
I'm Not Afraid, I'm So Afraid
My heart is like a loose tooth, about to be gone completely
Only holding on by a piece of string
you told me that no one can break your heart no worst than the first time its been shattered
That one blow was so extreme
I feel paralyzed to the..."L" word...saying it
From your appearance, one wouldn't think you are as you truely are with me
your street affilitation, dude all tatted up
But all one has to is look into your affectionate eyes and see how humbe you are
and dats hard too now, as the days pass
The eyes are the doorway to your soul
and your soul is open and clear and mine is like...a bob-wire fence
so it won't be touched and tented like windows,so you can't see past
I realize I fell a few weeks before now
we took time out, real time, to actually get to know each other
There wasn't any intimacy, we hung out with each other, innocently
Then you revealed your feeings
I didn't believe you at first
But as you spoke, you got jumbled and barely got the words out
You shown me in many ways
But you never spoke it until then
Waking up next to you just about every morning for just about two weeks straight
Have me full of fear
Because it feels so good...so right...so...so...so...perfect
I don't know what to do
When or even if I fall, woud you catch me
Would you fall with me...well...seems like you already leaped
Would you hold me up long enough for where I stop wobbling and hold myself up steady
Or would you realize I wasn't worth the catch you made
Woudl you walk out on me when I need you most
I'd have to fall to find out I guess
I'd have to fall to find out if there's a net to catch me or solid ground to splat on
I'm on da edge, very wobbly, walking to da cliff
I'll just walk backwards so I don't knw when my fall is actually there
But I still anticipate the fall...not knowing how many feet down it is
...not knowing if I may just kill myself by doing it
Or it'll just be like standing by my bed and falling back..still...
I anticipate it...so...instead of taking more steps back...
I stop
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This Is Not Poetry, My Soul Has Sprung a Leak
Poetry***BEFORE YOU READ*** By reading this, you are entering my soul. There's adult language and contents...! Every word comes from me; this is personal, but I don't mind sharing :) My type of poetry doesn't rhyme all of the time, just so you'd know, Mos...