Me And You

Racing--my heart.

Sweating--my palm.

How can you

Always be calm?

I grow scared

My voice goes high.

Yet you remain calm

As time passes by.

Shivering and shaking

As you’re near;

You stand firm,

Without fear.

Sinking back

Into the wall,

As you stand
In it all.

I need you here

To help me stand,

To be there for me

To hold my hand.

Alica Hall