All The Way
I know you don’t have to
pick up the slack
or take what I throw
and not give it back.
We should meet in the middle
Somewhere that I just can’t get to
walk away now
and I fear that I’ll let you.
insecurity is paralysing,
you know the old song
I pull away
because I fear that you’ll run
Still bound to the reference
of once whole, I am less
falling in love
leaves you prey to its weakness
And so, I hold fast
to a moment so wrong
because nothing else lasts
and that lasts so long.
About Me
- Elizabeth Manuel
- Yorkshire, United Kingdom
- Born Elizabeth Maiden, one of four children, I have written poetry since the age of fourteen, although it didn't occur to me till recently to save or share the things I wrote as I never imagined as a young adult that I I would ever want to share my deepest thoughts with anyone. Now I keep my poems as a sort of shorthand diary of key moments from my life. My hope is that other 'poets' might derive some pleasure and comfort from mutual recognition of feeling expressed here.
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