A Promise

A promise

to always hold you up

 

We climb the rock face

I hold you up

 

ten thousand cuts on the skin

cheek, chest, belly, and thigh.

I will hold you up

 

Toes to grip

fingers to cling

you pull yourself upward

you rise

 

once you do

there is only

once

 

no turning around

no reaching down

 

That’s okay

My head will forever tilt up

 

you won’t fall

I will always hold you up.

Posted on August 13, 2016 .