you know how when you lay on your back in the water, you can't hear anything.
you just stare up at the clouds and zone out. everything's drowned out and for a second, just one second, everything is peaceful. it all disappears when you move from your back onto your feet and deafening noises of reality fill your ears.
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part of you was peaceful. the other, destructive.
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetrywritten poems that my heart whispered to my broken hands as they typed at eerie hours of the night.
