I pause;
afraid
to make the
next move.
to open
up;
to spit out
the venom
that rots
my day.
I pause;
alone,
just
me.
I,
me
and
my why
am I facing
up again
while
it's all
going down.
and I’m
not a
whole below
the waterline.
I pause;
sinking.
a dead
mans
grip
squeezing
life,
freezing
life,
teasing
life.
afraid
to open
up;
terrified
to close
down.
I pause;
caught,
between
my
up and
my
down.
stuck;
limboed,
emptied
and clogged.
tired
to the bone.
I paused…
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 12:06 PM UTC
I pause;
afraid
to make the
next move.
to open
up;
to spit out
the venom
that rots
my day.
I pause;
alone,
just
me.
I,
me
and
my why
am I facing
up again
while
it's all
going down.
and I’m
not a
whole below
the waterline.
I pause;
sinking.
a dead
mans
grip
squeezing
life,
freezing
life,
teasing
life.
afraid
to open
up;
terrified
to close
down.
I pause;
caught,
between
my
up and
my
down.
stuck;
limboed,
emptied
and clogged.
tired
to the bone.
I paused…
