And She Holds my Hands.... from Eryn

She holds my hands As I lash out in anger for no reason at all. She thinks I don’t deserve it the punishment I give myself every time my anger rises. the destruction I create she stops And she holds my hands She holds my hands even when I fight her off when I tell her no I have to do it she tells me different and stops the madness that controls my mind And she holds my hands. She holds my hands even when I hide them from her She can see them with her heart And without a word She takes them in her own And I struggle But she just holds on tighter And I’m forced to deal with it And she holds my hands She held my hands until I learned to hold them myself And stepped in every once in awhile When I forgot everything I was taught When I couldn’t hold them myself And she held my hands She stopped holding my hands so slowly that I didn’t notice until I needed her to hold my hands And she wasn’t there hasn’t been there never will be there again To hold my hands I hold my own hands now A promise that’s been broken denies her help And I wonder if she’ll ever be there again To hold my hands But I just remember the times she held my hands When I lashed out in anger When I pushed her away When I told her no And pray there will be a day when she holds my hands once more.

Title: *And She Holds my Hands*	Author: *Eryn*
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