i only see vague remnants of who i was
i don’t have another poem within me.
i haven’t sat down to write since the last time it felt like my old memories and bad decisions were catching up to me.
i don’t know what it’s like to feel like me anymore.
it’s as if it’s the fourth of july and i’m swimming with my friends
drowning
but
no
one
is
helping
me
Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 12:27 AM UTC
i only see vague remnants of who i was
i don’t have another poem within me.
i haven’t sat down to write since the last time it felt like my old memories and bad decisions were catching up to me.
i don’t know what it’s like to feel like me anymore.
it’s as if it’s the fourth of july and i’m swimming with my friends
drowning
but
no
one
is
helping
me
the real question, what am i drowning in?
tears? **** sorrow? possibly all three
