Suspended

Hanging on by the skin of my teeth
I don’t want to be swimming
Against the tides of the moon
Feeling frail like one more thing
Could run me off the rails
If it happens too soon
I’m seeking out something
Much more arousing
Ten times more appealing
Feeling it in reeling it in
Tell me how to suspend it
To do this without antipathy
Is it wrong to hang my head
In front of those who only know
Me when I am happy
Could it be long before the sun
Rises up again to show
The new day doesn’t clatter
If I was blue sometime before
To be relatable fizzling
To tell the truth of it
Bending upwards before gravity
Takes complete control
Hanging on suspended like a star
Feeling frail and bright
Resilient in a world
With mirrored pangs around me
Without a climbing partner
But not alone

© GÄ