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Save Me

from the unbearable cold

By Andrea N. BrownPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Save Me
Photo by Mika Baumeister on Unsplash

She kept losing herself

At the kiss that lingered a little too long

The hands that wandered

So pleasantly across her skin

The pull that made her feel wanted

Needed

She gave power to those who didn’t deserve it

To those who didn’t even ask for it.

She kept giving herself

For the unspoken and unintended promise

Of love

Of safety

Of comfort

A sense of home

But this house is empty

And the foundations are crumbling

She felt the floorboards shift beneath her

But couldn’t stop

Couldn’t shout loud enough

To make her ears hear the warning

She’d been in this house before

But it’d been painted a different color

Her thoughts had gone quiet

They’d been replaced with something frailer

She’d allowed herself, in the name of love,

To be hollowed out and, in her panic,

She tore at herself until she crumbled

And her remnants cried out from the dust

Save me

Save me from my foolish heart

Save me from the unbearable cold

That comes after the white hot flash

Of what I thought was home.

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About the Creator

Andrea N. Brown

Always trying to live my coziest life. Fueled by coffee, long walks, stacks of books, watching the birds, and staring at trees. Writing keeps me alive.

Current inspirations: Billy Collins, Mary Oliver, Carlos Ruiz Fafon and Lily King

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