I don’t remember what it’s like to be held.
Do you think it’s possible to forget completely?
Maybe someone could lend me a hand to hold
Because it’s just not the same when it’s my own.
I may never wake up from this eternal nightmare.
In the dark, all alone, and no one to call.
©️ Nona Rose 2023
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