[Poem] Holding On

You've never made it 

Easy for me - 

Before 

The fall, 

After the fall; 

You held on to my mind 

Not my hand.

I used to whisper your name 

Just before Bed, like a prayer, 

But you were colder, 

Than untouched marble; 

Coupled with silence, 

And just as beautiful. 

I chose to let go, 

Of these tortures; 

Dreaming in the days, 

Drinking in the nights; 

You had to have your way, 

Filling my nightmares, 

Sloshed overnight like wines.

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