As you held my hand,
You broke my bones.

My thoughts scream against the cage
Of my brain
Pounding to be set free
As I go blue in the face from holding
My breath.

I'll overthink and overanalyze
In a vain attempt to save myself
But you are impenetrable to
My musings and I cannot see
Too far foward from this moment in time.

So as my lips purse and crack and bleed
I'll smile for you every time
And hope perhaps, if my reading is right,
Youll make your smile, mine.

Maybe my poems would be happier,
If I thought our future were brighter

Your words, yes, are very nice,
But only bringing them to action,
Will suffice.