To Be Held

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I know that I’m the man here but can you hold me?
I’m always having to hold him, her, or they but what about me?

Can someone just hold me, let me fall apart while they hold me together?
There’s plenty of pressure out here but to be held and comforted would make it a little better

As the man we are always holding them
When wanting to be held can be followed by shame

Can you hold me and be interested in my day?
My story is maybe elongated but at least listen to what I have to say

Can you hold me and let me fall asleep?
I’m always more exhausted than I realize, I’m like a mobile trash heap

Is it okay to admit that I want to be held by someone?
Is it to feminine of a question? Something that can’t be won?

Is there something stopping you from holding me? What is it?
I do all I can in this life, can you come pay me a visit?

Can you come and hold me and allow me to be weak?
Getting physical with you isn’t all that I seek

Can you hold me and say it’ll be okay
Or is that too much for you after a long day

Who can come hold me? Can someone please… If only for a few moments
That little boy inside would love it. He’s in there just dormant.

I need someone to hold me, I’m afraid to admit it
If you were to make it out, it would be worth the trip

One response to “To Be Held”

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    Stacey

    This is my favorite thing you have written so far. So real and raw. An excellent reminder that men need a soft place to land too. Love it!

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