Posted in art, Music, poetry, writing

About This I Am Right

About This I am Right  I knead my thumb into my palm, pausing at each callus,  the evidence of effort, the roughness of imperfections, of making a fool of myself in trying.   My hands aren’t soft, they bleed in the cold air, they sting against my tears, they tire, they fail and the holding on hurts more.   My hands aren’t soft,  and the calluses scrape, but if you let me let go, I promise you’re making a mistake. Of this I am right.

There are some poems that hurt to write. I read through them and exhale. This one hurt, but I remember they’re just words and I’m stronger than their verse.

–Leanne Rebecca

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Posted in Music, poetry, twenty one pilots, writing

Holding On To You

Holding On To YouToday’s poem is part of my ongoing series of poems sharing the same titles as twenty one pilots songs. “Holding On To You” is one of my favorite TOP tracks and their video is sick! Watch it below. Also, check out my previous posts in this series:

Air Catcher

The Run and Go

Implicit Demand for Proof