I once sat
in the middle
of an infinite ocean,
struggling to breathe
and desperately awaiting rescue.
there you were.
Life pulled me through
pain and solitude
just to bring me
and in your wake lies
a path to the future.
I know that I am good,
that I am a lightly colored soul,
But sometimes I feel the darkness
welling up inside—
I force it onto myself
so that I don’t hurt anyone else.
come over me,
wash into me
To take me away
from this madness
My eyes flash between the memories,
Trying to figure out which ones are new or old,
Which ones are good or bad.
Have these events actually occured?
Or are they creations from my own mind?
Sometimes it is hard to tell what has actually happened, or what was simply a dream.
at the corners
And I’m leaking in all the wrong places
There’s a lot of emotion
that no one is aware of —
there’s so much heartache, so much pain,
that makes me feel every decision was made in vain.
I’m so tired
of the past,
of things I’d rather just forget.
I’m choking on memories
and drowning in nostalgia.
These bits of hope
are dimming more and more,
but maybe this one will stay bright.