No Point In Changing You
i do not want to have to ask you to hold my hand
i do not want to have to voice my insecurities
like glass shards rolling off a tongue
or a blade lodged in my throat;
it isn’t easy, to say the least
i don’t want to feel like i am perpetually the deer in headlights,
feeling the danger but staying,
regardless.
you looked so harmless in the summer light
but the heat has long since died out
and the light is anything but warm
i do not want to have to ask you to hold my hand -
you wouldn’t do it, regardless.
Copyright © Michele Sherman | Year Posted 2018
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