May 2018
Iām exactly where I want to be
On this cold, empty, cliff
With waves crashing
And wind swirling
The sky is clear and blue
But the air is biting
and the light is blinding
My lips are dry
Iām exactly where I need to be
Right by your side
As your toes are hanging
They see the dark water
My hands are sure and true
As they hold you back
I wont let you die
On this cold, empty, cliff
With waves crashing
And wind swirling
The sky is clear and blue
But the air is biting
and the light is blinding
My lips are dry
Iām exactly where I need to be
Right by your side
As your toes are hanging
They see the dark water
My hands are sure and true
As they hold you back
I wont let you die
a piece from 2013. I remember exactly why I wrote this how I felt writing it. It means a lot to me even now
(24/Non-binary/Ohio)
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