#dragpath
Chemtrails on the sky left by the plane.
The plane is not there,
but the trails are still there in the sky
The trails are the scars
and the memories etched onto my body and mind.
I don't know what it takes to breathe
But someday I'll be fine, I'll find a way to see past those things
But I'll try and I try
to ignore how much that made me cry
Those nights, every night.
And maybe one day
I'll be as clean as the sky.
The chemtrails go away from the sky, but
the memories still stay in my mind
Every day I hope
for the memories to dissolve
like the chemtrails in the sky.
The sky is me,
but the difference is I'm not free,
I hate those planes
and the trails they leave behind on me.
I wish I can be the sky
with the planes
and no chemtrails left behind.
The sky is me, the trails are what is left on me,
And the planes are the people who did that to me.
Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 4:50 PM UTC
soothing presence, calms the mess,
a place to rest my anxious mind.
steady, present, there to mend,
rewrites my soul, makes it aligned.
that simple tether, tugs and tightens,
always close, to ground my fears.
strength with me, i listen close
hum so soft, it’s you i hear.
2.25.26
Mar 3
Mar 3, 2026 at 9:49 PM UTC