water splashes around
moving up and down
at the beat of my heart.
it fills me up
from my toes
to the top of my head.
it whirls and swirls
in circles
around and around.
it's not that my body needs it to survive.
there's no bodily function that requires to be submerged in water.
then one day
i open my eyes
and the water is gone.
after some time
wishing it would return
i start to feel empty.
the empty grows
it eats me
from the inside.
and i start wondering
did i make the whole water thing up?
did something change in my head?
how can i feel empty when there's no reason to?
why am I empty
when the water that used to fill me
probably never existed.
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unsmiling
Poésiei could call this 'poetry' or 'my poetry' but this really is just a scramble of words. kinda like a blog of some sort. I sometimes need to write something down and I do have a little notebook with scribbles and scrabbles but I thought it would be ki...
