Help Me Hold This Poem by Cyrena Limage

I’ll tell you something
Something that’s hard to say
It’s so hard it’s heavy
Wait, wait, you should pray
Because, I don’t want to hurt you
Well, if it was easy, then I would put it on display
Do you want a drink?
Don’t be silly,
I do not need a shrink.
I need to make sure you can handle this
I should tell you know before we get dismissed
Don’t you think I’ve tried to get rid of this secret?
I’m out of luck, it doesn’t take debit.