Hand outs

“Hand me someone”

I never wanted you to see me as a charity case all I wanted was a hand. Someone who would hold it when it begins to rain on my head in the clouds, and a hand to rub my back saying “baby don’t go cold”.

That same hand that will wrap around my heart when the blanket of hope is gone and the stain of love<3 has been washed away that same old blanket we use to share on those l o n e s o m e nights. I need a hand that says ‘forget?’ while the other says ‘just live’ to press on my chest whenever I’ve passed out from lack of trust and humanityA.

That smell of the sunlight in the sewer will remind me that this hand is the map to where my iome is.