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