I find I live
in constant confusion
in the absence
of your presence
My world lies on the edge of a cliff,
each fight tipping it over,
each action of love weaving a net to catch it in
Each step I take
is dizzying
each word I speak
is heavily coated
with a depressive subtext
My world lies on the edge of a cliff,
and I continuously count on you
to pull me to safety.
I wish you were stronger....
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
I find I live
in constant confusion
in the absence
of your presence
My world lies on the edge of a cliff,
each fight tipping it over,
each action of love weaving a net to catch it in
Each step I take
is dizzying
each word I speak
is heavily coated
with a depressive subtext
My world lies on the edge of a cliff,
and I continuously count on you
to pull me to safety.
I wish you were stronger....
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