I've been trying to grab on to anything that looks like a lifeline.
But all I've found have been untethered strings and broken safety nets.
I'm drifting so far away from breathing.
So far from land.
YOU ARE READING
What I Said After You Stop Listening
Poetry"I want to cry and get it out of my system but the tears never overflow: I'm drowning from within." My 10th poetry book Started: 5-6-23 Finished: 1-26-24
