Fragile by Nic Askew

Poem I’m reading and rereading —

Fragile by Nic Askew

We are fragile. You and me.

Though we act strong, our lives are held together with thoughts of where we might be tomorrow. And of disappointed yesterdays.

At any moment we might shatter.

We might fall to our knees weighed down by the terror of being so far from our own control.

Dare we look up, we’d not know where to go or what to do.

We are fragile. You and me.

If we were to turn to each other, we might see the whole world on their knees.

Hurting, and seemingly alone.

But none of us are.

We are fragile together.