you're the ghost that haunts my soul.
making me scared to breathe in.
a little puppet that thrives in
the disaster that takes place around me.
all i'm asking is that you loosen
the strings around my neck
you take the weights off of my eyes.
remove the anchors from my shoulder.
my heart is bound to get heavy sometimes
but i wake up and i'm still breathing.
if you keep the clouds coming, i'll just pretend
that it's sunlight.
1 comment:
Wow, you're an amazing poet. Good luck in future writing.
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