How can you know me? I barely know myself; I know who I’m becoming Lost Dark rings around my eyes Always searching for depth Sucked dry of the small bit of energy I have left Knees so weak So tired of trying to find you
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6 a.m.
Still got the taste of you on the tip of my tongue Legs wrapped around my neck like bear hugs Sheets wrinkled; gripped by your fingers Scratches look like art on my shoulders Moaning til the sun comes up But I’ll still be down here
Almost There
Trust the process Protect it with each finger working as shields One day this stress will become a lesson Eventually, that lesson will be apart of your life’s journey we often get stuck because we think we are lost, just keep moving Falling too hard on your face Leaving a scar only a mother could […]
