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I run to push you
3 swift steps forward
Pushing you two steps back.

I then try to hold you
Try to gather your attention
Only to overwhelm you.

I am not intentionally
Trying to hinder
Our mutual future.

I do however feel
My subconscious sabatoges
Any possibility of happiness.
Karisa Brown Sep 2017
The tides
Overroll me
Your breath
Sabatoges your leaks
Your oars aren't moving
You eyes keep fluttering

The fireflies
Under your tongue
Are escaping

Yearning desperately
For forgiveness
From intrusive abuse

Save me!

— The End —