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Aug 2019
I don’t feel like myself
when it rains like this
I get caught up
and locked up
in all that I miss

How can something pass by
so slow
yet so quick
I try to hold on but
it slides through so slick

I’ll never be younger
than I am in this instant
Dissonance resonates
somewhere deep in my memory bank
I assure you
insurance won’t protect you
from this

What it means to grow old
I can’t say
but it shakes me
down deep to the core
I feel broken and empty
when I think of the girl
who once dreamt
bigger
than life itself
August 23, 2019
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