Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2019
I'm a bit dizzy
Not quite sure
Where we start or where we end
But as I'm spinning around,
Memories blur together
And I can't differentiate between the good and the bad
If I spin fast enough I can't see anything
I just see a space

an empty one
one that is small in my life and meaningless
now I understand what you see when you look at me
Written by
blueberry
116
   Em MacKenzie
Please log in to view and add comments on poems