drifting
I feel myself drifting, into the sea that I know all too well,
my thoughts are going foggy,
and it's like I can't speak correctly,
I'm drifting, away from the sea of people into the place I tend to go the most.
my imagination lingers and yet,
I can never stay in one place.
a.b.
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A Beautiful Disaster
PoetryMy story. A story full of unforgettable thoughts. I've come to terms with these certain parts of my life. This is for the people who decide to read my poetry. I hope you find the motivation to continue to fighting like I did. #1 in slam (5/31/18) #1...
