Grab
onto
this
He
said
It’ll
be
fine
It’s
one
I made
myself
I’m
not
sure
She
said
It
might
not be
safe
I’ve
seen
you
put
up a
shelf
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Grab
onto
this
He
said
It’ll
be
fine
It’s
one
I made
myself
I’m
not
sure
She
said
It
might
not be
safe
I’ve
seen
you
put
up a
shelf
You
lied
When
you
said
you
understood
So
you
are
denied
Any
chance
to make
good
I’ll
never
be able
to give
you
Exactly
what
you
want
I can
be
your
standby
fuck
buddy
But
never
your
confidant
Don’t
come
anywhere
near
me
I don’t
know
where
you’ve
been
There’s
no way
you are
touching
me
Until
your
hands
are
clean
Why
do you
write
these
poems
He
said
If
you’re
not
going
to show
everyone?
Because
these
words
are
my life
She
said
They
are
not
for
just
anyone
I’m glad
you see
her good
sideAnd can
block out
her badBut I
have to
trust my
instinctAs it’s
all I’ve
ever had
It’s
not
you
I
don’t
trust
It’s
me
My
mind
is
No
longer
robust
enough
To
deal
with
Such
trickery
No,
she said,
I don’t
think
I canJust
trust me,
he said,
I’ve got
a plan
I never used to be like this, she said,
I used to be brave.
What happened to you, he asked,
Why did you cave?
The world happened, she replied,
You wouldn’t understand.
Why don’t you try me, he implored,
As he reached for her hand.
Why can’t I trust myself,
like I trusted you?Why can’t I protect myself,
like I protected you?Why can’t I love myself,
like I loved you?Why?