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Jaclyn Harlamert
Poems
Jan 2017
Im
I'm a salty poor person
in bed
Eating bread and butter for dinner
Peanut butter dipped chips for desert
Water only for me
It's almost time for bed
and I think
If I fall asleep on the other side
Would I wake up with different luck?
Take in the trees to help me sleep
and always
Remember to breathe
Remember all those people that are there for me
The dark makes me feel at home
My dog never lets me feel alone
I never had a solid plan
But my 22nd year finished
And I'm understanding what I am
I worked the ******* shift today
and I know
I can't always have my way
But I think I deserve better than this
I deserve to find my bliss
They say something like
The less you have
The higher you fly
But where the **** am I?
Stuck in this place
I've always been
I'm bound to leave
I wonder when
One day I'll be there
In my own nirvana
and I'll remember
Those days
When I didn't even know what I wanted
Always self reflecting 12/12/16
Written by
Jaclyn Harlamert
Kentucky
(Kentucky)
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