I tried, to adjust, to be the bigger person
I understand where you are coming from
I breathe your cycle of oxygen and own it
But I got tired, your heavier than me, so be it
I who started it
I who will put an end to it
I got away from your grasp
And freedom for I lost
YOU ARE READING
Timely sea waves
PuisiI, needed an outlet to reduce some storage of my thoughts. They are raw and ugly. Compilation of random poems.
