Hold Me Now
I am seeing the crumbling of a dream
as beauty escapes through loosened ties,
gnawed by hearsay and suspicious thoughts.
Once again I feel like running…
I want to run until the screams of my physical being
match that of my soul.
And I won’t know the difference.
My legs will carry me, I will speed on.
Until I finally stumble from exhaustion.
And I won’t know perspiration from tears.
(They both taste salty anyway)
So pull me up and let me rest on your wings
Carry me to a resting place
where I can wait for a new dawn.
I need your stillness to heal me.
