I'm drowning in the shades of past lives that aren't mine, not anymore.
I can't breathe under this water of bad memories that keeps chasing me.
All those people I left behind without a proper goodbye are trying to chase me down, they want me to remember them.
The pain doesn't want to let my body go, it's making the job of keeping breathing, walking and living harder than it has never been before.
I know it's easier to navigate in turbulent times with a person by my side, but I fear they will drown trying to help me out.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Cartas sin destinatario y otros poemas
PoetryUn poemario que incluye algo de prosa poética, escrito desde el 2022 hasta agosto del 2024, ordenado por fechas. Trata temas como el amor, el desamor, la muerte de seres queridos, crecer para ser un adulto, amistad, entre otros. Hay algunos poemas e...
