Again
I am reduced to salt water elements
Expelled though tightly shut eyes
All of me squeezing against reality
Nothing changes
Time falls away
At moments
I am flooded
With a reckless and irrational hope
A belief the impossible could unfold
It is groundless
The abyss pulls me under
Again
I long for my saviour
My hero
To break this spell
I know
I won’t be saved
I know
I don’t need to be
I know
I am not worth less
I know
I don’t deserve to be discarded
Granite days and nights
Cleave together
A chain of grief
I carry as I rise
It breaks my spirit
Now
Chafing rough skin
Becoming bloodied and raw
I know
I will stand straight
Make a shawl of these links
An adornment
That shows my strength
I can carry it alone
I don’t want to
But I will