Rough hands

Hold me tight

So that I never slip away

Nothing in life is smooth

Your calloused palms provide the grip to keep me safe

Bricks

I look at you

And wonder

How is there anything left

You give

Asking nothing in return

Bricks

Slowly taken away

Until even the foundation is gone

Used to build someone else

 

Deep End

I treat groups of people like a cold pool

Checking the temperature with a smile

A nod

Dipping my toes in

Insert “relevant comment here”

Slowly wading into conversation

The chilly water reaches my chest

I hold my breath

At last submerging my head

Mustering the courage to introduce myself

Excusing myself would mean starting over again

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Tears of Joy

A pleasant rain strikes my face

Warmth slowly runs down my cheeks

From my eyes flows a salty liquid

Coarse enough to cleanse all the pain, all the sadness, all the anger

Bringing hope, bringing laughter, bringing love

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Disaster strikes

Calm all around

No need to brace

The worst is over

Acceptance comes next

Forgetting is impossible

Moving forward is a must

Perserverance

To scratch, claw

To survive

The cliches all too real in the moment