A dance of pull and push back A fist encircling a heart Clutching, Squeezing Power on one side Pleading on the other Out of control My stomach feels sick My mind blank Grasping toward where you were Spirling into past comforts Delusional daydreams Days become memories as they happen Irrefutable anger Violence on the body A mind of blame and contortion You lay out boxes I canβt fit into Telling me to get in I canβt breathe, but you tell me to melt like water and flow. All I ever wanted was some pull from you Acceptance and patience of my becoming But all you know how to do is push back.
I'm feeling better, but some days I can't do anything but sit in longing.