Not a part of me understands
The difference between gone and dead
They left me
With the type of dissolution that carries you
To your own escape
I took myself to bridges
Black, muddy converse
Looking down at the watery way
Is this my only fate?
Or should I plunge my thoughts
Into the river of my mind and let them drown
Bubbles going up
The air knocked out of me
I see his face
Before I knew it
I am above the water
My back aching
Sharp pains beneath this skater dress
How was I still breathing?
The only thing I could think of was his blue eyes looking back at me
Tomorrow I will jump again.
YOU ARE READING
The Unmastered Art of Living
PoetryDeep within The darkest part of me You'll find yourself wondering if I'm even human. Or maybe you'll see we're all the same Just learning how to breathe Day by day.
