i want to be held
so badly
i want someone to hold me so that my broken pieces will fit back together again
i want them to wipe my tears
and kiss my forehead
hold me close
while i cry
and i want them
to tell me that it's okay
i can cry
it's okay to let it out
to not bottle it up
but,
at the end of the day
i will wrap my arms around myself
i'll cry and wish that it wasn't me that is always putting myself back together
because
no matter how strong i am
sometimes,
i wish someone could take the weight from my shoulders
and let me be afloat,
even just for a little while
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healing
Poetrya collection of poems cataloging the ups and downs of my journey in healing my mind
