Blind

My hands are not strong enough
to hold you up forever.
My mind aches with the pinch
of nostalgia coming back.
My eyes roll with every sigh
you breathe after I speak.
My world cannot maintain
the endless rejection.
My hands are holding on
but will soon let go.
My life is hanging in the balance
but you don’t seem to notice.

You don’t seem to notice
at all.

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