between what I feel and this hard reality
struggling to stay afloat and alive
above the rushing waves
it all washes over me again and again
some moments I am able to see the horizon
and others
only the water surrounding me
as I slowly unravel the story and find my own words
knocked down by knowing that her love does not transcend
that she is more than gone
I scramble to catch up to breathe to scoop up these pieces all around me
into a pile that makes sense that can hold my weight
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