back to you

i care for you, deeper
than myself sometimes
that all my strange
loves float to the
surface, at once,
unburdening these
dreadful thoughts,
weathered by my own
uncertainties, regrets…
if only i can free
myself from the undertow,
i can resurrect from
the drowning and swim
my way back to you

worthy

nothing comes from fear

but trembles to assemble

mocking insecurity. the

broken existence i’ve lived

outside the light— to feel

over and over again how

i am knocked down only

to be spared, revived,

brought back to life as

though a doll in need of

blown air or someone

finally worthy