Feb 2021
I’ve spent what feels like months in a haze.
I can’t seem to shake it, it won’t go away.
I breathe in deep, to try and clear my mind.
Even if it leaves, it comes back every time.
I can’t seem to shake it, it won’t go away.
I breathe in deep, to try and clear my mind.
Even if it leaves, it comes back every time.
This poem was written in 2018.
