Memories

Your hands grip onto mine

As I try to climb out the darkness.

You want to help me,

Yet you also want to watch me fail.

I hold onto you because you are familiar.

Because I remember everything we had.

Because you told me you loved me.

I don't want to release you cuz I'm scared,

Yet you seem to have left me.

To have moved on without me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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