Holds

Balled up at the sides

Recessed about half a foot otherwise

Took it like a kid

Lost innocence and stuck with it

Weakness wins and hangs in my face

Let's see how hard we can push against it

It won't ever arrive

That peace, a land grab

And all hands are tied

And relief isn't coming

Unless acceptance

Comes with it

Fear holds the line for all that blinding rage

But let's see how hard I can push against it