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



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 .