Bill Gainer

Never Less than Harmful 
  
 Every night 
 the hand of god 
 is there 
 on my chest 
 threatening 
 to crush me. 
  
 Feeling every weight 
 of every challenge 
 every loss 
 that didn’t have to be. 
  
 Arms out stretched 
 I keep the world 
 just that far away. 
  
 The only safe place 
 is alone. 
 Even there 
 I’m haunted. 
   

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