Have you ever been held without someone holding you?
OR had someone hold you and not feel held?
Enveloped in the security of the arms of hope
When you feel despair creeping in..
That is being held.
Cradled in the warmth of serenity
when doubting seas crash
That is being held
Feeling whole..wholly loved..peaceful
That is being held.
Cold arms hold me now
False promises and empty words whispered
Square peg in a round hole..it wont fit..WE don't FIT.
Destined to live alone with him..
Thinking he's holding me..when he's not.
I'm already gone.
A contest entry
- Prewrites Contest by tears.of.silence.
1000 points, ended April 18, 401 entries
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