My Fragile Hands – Written Monday 1st February 2016 (Aged 40)

My Fragile Hands

i am so damaged
i know,
i am the unseen screen
fragments,
of every scream
and i do try to pull myself together
i am so blunted
and often broken and smashed
every emotions rushes through me
with a deafening crash
but i am still soft
and i still deeply care
but i think when it comes to life
i am often laid bare
like an overused muse
i know,
i put you through emotional turmoil
but i do love you
the sluice gates are never fixed
or in the way
and that always settles the mix
let me care for you
with my fragile hands




James Garratt – Monday 1st February 2016


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