Could You Hold Me Whilst I Weep?

Could you hold me whilst I weep?
My being requires to crumble
To splinter
Utterly shatter
Before it can phoenix again.

My heart has clutched on to strength too long
Scotch-taping itself at every instance
Bleeding through the cracks
Yet soldiering on
Silently
Lest someone suspect anything.

'Tis a monumental task
To breathe while your breath is leaking
And maintain pretense
That all is traveling well.
'Tis like shouldering a mountain
Balancing each layer of hardened tears
And painting a smile
On a struggling face.

I've just been holding on
To each fragment
Each thread
Each microscopic piece
Of the web of intertwined responsibilities,
Even to the intangible pressure
Of the building pain
Whilst they all pulled at me from impossible directions.
I had to.
I couldn't allow collapse
Even momentarily.
The only thing to do
Was to consciously take a step
And then another
And another -
Forward.
Bending,
Only to not break.

But now
The timer has gone off
The effort can cease
I can trough
I must
To being the process to crest again.

All I ask is
Could you hold me whilst I weep?

Transition

Let not this transition faze you
After all, you are only crossing a bridge
It may steep up or drop down to challenge you
But it certainly will not divide
Because it staples together the moments of your life
And you just need to trust its flow.

Hold on, even though you feel yourself lacerate
Because this passage will only be as far as you need it
Before you see land again
And can step off its ropey, rocky platform
And fall into balance again.

It is unstable
But only because it was meant to be
Because it connects sound platforms
It follows the law of the calm before the storm
And the storm before the calm.
It doesn't attempt to frighten you
Although that is how it may feel
But it is only a phase
Like the moon changing shape.

It leaves what was once before
Altered
For better or for worse
On the road ahead
And it is up to you to mould it
To sharpen its edges
And make it fit that empty space.

It functions like a seam
Even though it is seamless
And relies on its invisibility to grab hold
And lead you forward.
Fear not it's presence
For you are only moving ahead
And this sweet flat spot
On the linear face of Time
Is the only way to get there.