Inhaler

Fri, 02/12/2016 - 16:49 -- Grey

Be my inhaler,

Because on these cold winter nights

The air hits my lungs,

And I can't stand to breathe.

Be my outlet.

Because when I remember him, 

My body cringes,

And I need somewhere safe to go.

Be my shelter,

Because when the thoughts enter,

I am at harm,

And I need somebody to protect me.

Please don't be my abandoner. 

Because I can not handle 

You leaving me, too. 

And I need someone to stay.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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