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DElizabeth
Poems
Mar 2021
March 12th, 2021
Late.
Alone, sitting
on my bathroom floor.
Oceans
streaming down
from my brown eyes.
Trying to stay silent.
Don't let them hear.
The music
playing on repeat.
Over
&
over
&
over
&
over
again.
Black drips onto the cold pale tile.
Salty.
My lungs begging me
to just
b r e a t h e .
(Over
&
over
&
over
&
over
it plays)
How foolish they made me feel.
For thinking I could be in love.
How human of me.
Ashamed.
Alone?
(Over
&
over
&
over
&
over)
Headaches,
searching for a solution.
How dare we exist within the same lifetime.
Tears eliminating my vision.
Distorted.
Drowning.
I don't know how to swim.
I reach out my hand.
Will you be there to pull me up?
Coughing up
my heart.
(Over
&
over
&
over)
The music will still play.
Growing louder or fading?
Once again
or never again?
What will we choose?
What's for the best?
What's for the best.
Over
&
over
&
over
&
over.
Written by
DElizabeth
F/mi
(F/mi)
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