Tied Down

I’ve tied my body to someone else’s for so long

Sewn my hands to another’s back

But now, I look down at the scars

From ropes and staples and thread

Years of securing myself to things destined to change 

And there is not even a whisper attached to my skin

I must believe in myself

Stop looking for someone to anchor onto

And find the beauty others see in me

I sew my hands to my face

To wipe away my tears

To tuck stray hairs behind my ear

To caress my cheeks when I feel lonely

I sew my knees to my chest

To protect my heart

To allow myself to rest on a surface I know will not be swept out from under me