Halfway Poem by Maya Hanson

Smother me in sanity
I never thought I had,
reach the line I didn't dare to cross

I can stumble,
loathe this halfway
and still love it like my own,
stand on the ledge and keep myself from leaping

Leave my heart attacks at the door,
I can't afford them
when I need the nervous,
the beats that sprint when I'm pressed close to you

Sin
ought to be something
this exquisite,
something bitingly sweet when I open my mouth,
something heartwrenching
that makes my heels
pound on the pavement
when you're standing motionless-

I don't know how long I can do this
without falling or
pretending to fall.