on and on and on
I go, can't finish what I start
and
the endings always
far away from
where I am
and
even sentences cling to me like
a ghost clings to its host
the most I've ever done is pause
abandon
and
forget to ever stop
I'll drop before I feel I'm
satisfied with how I left
and someone else
will pick up
and
YOU ARE READING
lost in space on a page
Poesiaa collection of poems i wrote when i was sad and needed to get things off my mind, written about the girl inside my head
