Take me: Another poem from the drafts

Photo by Alexandra Griffiths: upclose image of a buffalo plaid blanket

Take me.

Wrap me up in a warm embrace, and don’t tell me if you plan to leave.

Grab me, hold me tight let me try to relax this body, if even for just a night.

But I open my eyes, and no one is there… no one is here.

I opened my eyes, from a dream, because of fear.

“I don’t deserve this feeling”

Heat rises in my face and tears fall.

What if I never experience this feeling at all?

I shake a day dream from my mind,

Bulletproof glass, where a handsome face stands behind.

A blunt image of an impossibility.

My confidence left without notice, leaving vacancy for insecurity to destroy what little I’ve built.

In order to find happiness why must I fall? As if I haven’t fallen enough…

Where hope filled my heart, silence took over. I figured as such.

I’m stuck with the reality… a greedy and selfish hole, waiting to bury me alive with manipulation and lies.

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