all i wanted was to feel-
the steam dance across my skin,
to remember exactly what happened,
to fight it this time.
to continue to breath up the steamy air
that floated about aimlessly.
i didn't want to move,
i wanted something to break my fall,
but all I saw was white. everything was white
everything
is
white.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPause, what do you feel right now in this moment? These poems are all self-made, they range in size and are all relatable to life's feelings. So pause what you are doing, and take a look.
