Hand Slips Out From Yours

Writing this poem, think of the friends I help, the friends I continue to help, and also those I can’t even though I try and I’ve just thought to let the thoughts and feelings flow.

This song spurred on these thoughts:


My hand slips out from yours,

Gripping grasping, not wanting to let you fall.
I can’t be there,
I can’t always help.

It kills me inside.

The worst feeling is when the hand slips out from yours,
My fault for letting you drown,
My fault,
My fault, for letting you down.

I will do better,
Not to let you slip,
Not to let you fall.

When my hand slips out from yours,
My heart drops,
My eyes water,
My stomach crushes itself.

My hand will never slip out from yours again.
If it does,
My other will be there to catch you,
To help you.
As you’ve always been there to help me.

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