- chaoticallysmallpoetry
Would I be?
The issue is that I care too much.
I think about the time we spend together
and I weep
for the future we could have had.
And I wonder
Where would I be
Who would I be
1 view
Search
Recent Posts
See AllOverwhelming myself with goals to complete in a day, when in reality, I can barely bring myself to get out of bed. It pulls me with it's chains, wanting me to stay there forever. Never letting me go t
inspired by "Dreams" by Fleetwood Mac music has a way of resurfacing through the years, connecting to different generations, showing people they are not alone. Bands that my dad loved as a teenager, I
breaking down bits of myself, dissolving like baking soda when it reacts to vinegar. I am weak. I am small. Taking in every insult and accepting it as truth. Drowing, and being washed away with cold w