Ache

I need someone to hold me tight,
to lull my sobbs with words and small gestures,
to let my tears run dry,

when I ache
when I shake
when the whole world inside me crumbles to dust,
when I feel I am drowning
when everything becomes dark And cold.

Helplessness is clawing its way out. Or is it its way in?
Flesh is lead And bones iron barres.
The coldness crept And stole whole the warmth in the world.

I feel I might shatter if I move,
Breathing is painful.

I am still alive.
I need someone to hold me tight.