hold , hurricane , heal , heart

Hold me.
Not because I cannot hold myself
But so I remember , I have someone to
For even hurricanes need the sea.
I may have pasts inside me
That I did not burry properly
and many a night , I spend
teary eyed , just to heal in the morning.
But the truth remains
that we have so much time
my heart , so be strong.
I wish to live forever
but it rains inside me as I write this.
I quietly endure all that falls upon me
I find my way by the moonlight
and make the dawn my agony.
and I bleed , for I know
what it means to have a wound that never heals.