The Bruised Reed

It’s been so long since I’ve seen him
Even from a safe distance.
I’ve petrified into stone
Reinforcing my resistance
To coffee galaxies
Swirling in the deeps;
To allowing the yearn
A knee bent to relief.
I am thoroughly untouched
Because it’s safer for us all,
But I lean against the wind
Sensing an endless fall
If rock yields to water,
And cold, and gravity.
In the final days
They abandoned me savagely.

I still miss the grins,
The lightness, the fun.
For a moment, I was someone’s;
I was someone.

I am wiser now,
But I’ve always known why
No one is capable of loving me
Past the goodbye.