Written June 12, 2019, at 2:33 am EST
I wish that I could crawl and fit myself in.
Into the bin.
I feel that somehow
We could be equal within.
Shredded thickly thin altogether.
Is that an unforgivable sin?
To not be grateful for a blessed breath?!
Audaciously, I desperately
Attempt to make amends
With my emptied heart and soul.
Can never get through the
Weightless bend of
This vast expanse.
I'm not appalled.
So, I maniacally dance
Like no one's watching.
Wipe a million tears away
While bird watching,
It's haunting.
Gazing through an open window,
My spirited mind jumps out.
My defeated body stays in.
I am secretly fearful that
It could very well be
The abysmal end.
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Survivor's Remorse
PoesíaSurvivor's Remorse is a personal collection of poetry, songs, lyrics, prose, and more that ranges from the early 2000s through 2023 when I finally decided to start a new poetry book! Thank you immensely to anyone who has taken time to read this book...
