Tuesday, February 7, 2023

i cant tell which.

I have been so lost. 
Do I remember the last poem I wrote?
Thanks to technology, I didn't have to.
However, the answer is no. 

I wish I could come up
with something magical,
and all this suffering would dissipate.

My life wouldn't be upside down,
and my heart would be full again. 

I wish so desperately to see her face..
Although, I have no idea what I'd do
if I got the chance. 

I feel like I'm forgetting something, 
and I'm pushing away people around me.
Or they've got me feeling isolated..

i cant tell which.

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