I reach for your hand as I am drowing in the pool of tears, will you let me drown or will you grasp my hand and my heart to pull me up? Will I be fooled by this gesture and have the knife stab my back with the blade of anger? I can lay here bleeding from the distrust and selfishness and I will not feel anything was accomplished.
All the pain and the strength I given have been all for nothing….
I just want to go back to when you held my hand…and led me the way to your heart. A bond that couldn’t be broken…well…I guess that was just words without action.
Now that I hear that your heart could be withering, I wonder is it time to push through the tears I’ve hidden behind and run to your side. Will I be made a fool or will you let me embrace you?