Pause

When you stopped propping my back,
my grown self had to learn posture from scratch
You withdrew your firm grip ,
my hourglass tuned a fluid water body
When your mind stopped wandering about me,
I couldn’t gather the whereabouts of my thoughts,
I didn’t feel the hold your safety net,
till’ found myself drowning in the uncharted waters of my inner demons
I didn’t feel the constriction of your harness,
till I crashed head first in my down destruction and had pull in my reigns.
How did I get so unfamiliar with my own book
that I couldn’t read it with your narration,
couldn’t read it without your translation,
never understood without your interpretation.
When you stopped loving me,
was when I truly began loving myself for myself.