held

find by Alistair Chong

This hand I held two moments ago
Slipped into memory
Away in the fog
Lost into eternal haze.

Your fragile hand
Was my strength
And now it's gone
swallowed into the night

Reaching out, I'm futile
I know you're gone
found the other shore
I'm still stuck here
Washed under.

The final drop
of hope in me
Is on the tip of my tongue
Bitter as tears
Sweet like angel's choir
and burns like devil's fire.

Please.
I need you
And you don't know it.
Please.