where have you been
where am i now
where have we gone
don't tell me how
/
don't tell me how to let go of a thousand bittersweet acid bubbles popping against my heart.
if i lose their sting
there'll be nothing.
/
drowning in that voice of yesterday
who carried a soul
a soul i knew so well
/
don't tell me anything
you're just a voice
a cacophony now.
YOU ARE READING
cacophony
Poetrya trail of poetry drawn between inward glances because i gave up on shouting myself down. | voice one: 01-13 | voice two: 16-29 | voice three: 30-36 | voice four: 37-42 | p.s. the first few poems are really bad. ~ hymn ©2020
