I am constantly asking-
have I done right?
By her? By me?
By us?
Holding this whole is impossible .
Blinded by mania she screams, and I am forced to wait.
These itchy hands are begging to mend and grasp at the ashes settling on my shoulders.
steady now.
tether yourself and yield.
The ocean is vast and I am Sinking.
Apr 2, 2021
Apr 2, 2021 at 10:39 PM UTC
I am constantly asking-
have I done right?
By her? By me?
By us?
Holding this whole is impossible .
Blinded by mania she screams, and I am forced to wait.
These itchy hands are begging to mend and grasp at the ashes settling on my shoulders.
steady now.
tether yourself and yield.
The ocean is vast and I am Sinking.
