POETRY

Colossus, Everything

A poem

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I tried to be your Colossus, everything,
shoulders of a giant,
unshakeable, always.

I wish you could understand
what these grey clouds mean,
when I’m just a fallen statue
doing the best I can.

(All that time you thought
you saw me standing tall,
I was barely hanging on.)

I wish you could understand,
but I pray you never will.