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.
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𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑
PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
