This moment.
Right here,
Right now.
Is all I feel.
Like I'm trapped.
Like nothing is going to work out.
I can't see it working out.
I can't do this thing where I act like,
Everything is okay.
Because it's not,
And I'm scared,
Of everything.
And I can't seem to,
Put things back where they were.
Things are crashing every time,
I lay a finger on its surface.
It's me.
I've finally figured it out.
It's me.
I'm the problem.
And I guess,
I'm going to have to figure it out.
YOU ARE READING
Her.
Poetry• 2017 Her feelings took Her to unfamiliar places. She would never forget. Her mind was racing. Her heart was telling Her no. But She had to escape. She had to end this. Or else there would be no one left to tell this story. So She did what She ha...
