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Jul 2023
To keep on living & breathing
Both a gift
A sin and a crime
My punishment,
a loan of sorts

Can’t stop taking
Breathing
Smiling like a fool
Taking up too much space
and time

Doubt shrouded
The fog of inferiority
I lied to myself
Drowning in my mind
It’s okay

Was my existence more pain
Then our pleasure
Than you should endure
Unable to lose you
What now

Perhaps I should pretend
All would be well
Shut out the world
Close my eyes
For longer than I’d intended

If only I knew
the least I could do
To return this love I’ve got
From my archangel
Léia Cheshire Estérel
Written by
Léia Cheshire Estérel  24/Two-Spirit/Lalaland
(24/Two-Spirit/Lalaland)   
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