The same hand of yours comforts me or pushes me down
It pets me
It slaps me
It takes my hand to hold
It gives me the razor
The same hand of yours is something for me to hold on to
It’s like the only thing I can see in that darkness
It leads me out of it
It guides me
And the same hand of yours holds my head under the water
I can’t breath, I am lost, I am scared
and then I see the same hand be given to me
to be dragged out
And every time it doesn’t let me drown it forces me to choke on the water later
It’s endless
this fight is endless
is it a fight between you and me or a fight for my life?
The same hand of yours is either gentle or cruel
And it changes so often so fast
I don’t know what is real
I need your hand to be away from me
I’ll let it go unless you hold it
this time for real