Hold.

This is written because I needed someone to hold, and keep me looking up but now I know that the line stating that friends couldn't help is bullshit. They will always be the ones who are there for you. 


I guess the truth is

I need someone to hold and I want it to be you

Truthful I don’t know why, but I know that if not you

Who could hold me and make me feel on top of the world or the moon?

Take you arms and wrap them around my chest,

Lift your shoulder so I can rest my weary head on it

And sit, like two palms praying, for a while

and help me maintain a smile 

I need you right now,

And somehow only you will do.

I don’t wanna be rude to my family and my friends

But right now only they can amend this emotion that is right now penned in my heart

and trapped in my head. 

So come here and hold me, or let me hold you

And sit, like an origami fold, 

I need your boldness, to warm the coldness in my soul.

And reach into this dark pit and turn this grit to gold. 

I have been told that the warmth that brings the smiles and brings the laughter 

Is something that can only be created before and after a storm 

But I know that this storm can be stopped by someone close to this beating muscle in my shell.

So come down from heaven, or rise up from hell, and hold me close 

and repel these cold feelings that circle, and quell my cheery self. 

I guess the truth is

I need someone to hold and I want it to be you

Truthful I don’t know why, but I know that if not you

Who could hold me and make me feel on top of the world or the moon?