I think I just want someone to ask me if I’m okay.

Because the answer is
“more or less,”
but mostly
less.

I can be fine for a day,
but

I’m weak,
and I need
a lot.

The line between
healthy and not
is tenuous,
and i don’t
always know
when I’m over it.

I know right now.

I know right now,
that I just need somebody
to confront my nonchalance
about staring at that familiar line
and casually crossing it,
even when i know
it’s a bad idea.

Grab my hand and demand
that I put up a fight.