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Jun 2020
How do I do?
How do I see?
How do  i face the consequence of my reality?

How do I cope?
How is it real?
A revival of our mosaics within the weaving of a century

There were many times I didn't want to do this life.
Multiple hours of struggling with the advisory council within my duvet.
I was drowning or sinking but wasn't breathing, or swimming or living.
and on repeat: sad and depressed, lost in aloofness

And I had nothing, nothing of use to say.
And yet I had all my answers on display.
Just trying to get on with it when life feels non-progressive. When you know what you need to do and just need to work up the energy to do it.
Yuppy Cups
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