Holding Back

[loraineraleigh]

sometimes i feel like
pebbles in a swift river,
like i'm
being worn down by
the cruel currents.

sometimes i feel like
spring comes too soon,
like it
always comes in a torrent.

i feel like
i need a dam, need to hold
back the onslaught.

like i'm going to get caught
up, rushed downstream.

my pieces scattered;
my bedrock,
gone.