fragile fragility

sometimes i feel so fragile, almost like i could come apart.

so fragile even being held does'nt sooth me.

sometimes i feel so fragile and small...and cold and alone

that i shake uncontrollably.

so helpless.

sometimes i need a corner in the darkness to hold myself in

to cry and fight myself in.



i wish i could have woken up yesterday and knew who i was gonna be

tomorrow; and that things would be exactly how i want it to be now.



tonight i will sleep when it's light and rest my head, so that maybe

tomorrow the world does'nt look like it's crashing down on me.

maybe i'll call on the gods for the strength to believe again.

maybe i'll learn to understand that sometimes people want to protect

you-even when they are'nt doing a good job of showing it.




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