Swimming in a pool of tears
Shouting holy grail, can't feel my ears
Look in the mirror, my lips are sealed
Zooming closer to see the shield
Which was made to protect my soul on the field
Should I speed up or yield?
My heart is aching thought my body healed
The whole time it was just concealed
Need to breathe but it seems there's no oxygen
my bones are scattered from missing collagen
It's like D.C without the Washington
Or drying dirty laundry without washing them
Can't tell if I just :
Lost my breath or misplaced it
Lost my train of thought or just traced it
Hid from self doubt or just faced it
Let my faith go or just chased it
Thought I had it all figured out
Now I feel like a tv mount
No choice but to hold all the weight out
I'm not doing this for clout
Starting to figure what this is all about
It was hard to see because of doubt
I found my destination so now I can shout
In bold letters written; 'THE INHALE, EXHALE ROUTE'
YOU ARE READING
Inside out
PoetryI find it easier to write about the things that are hard to talk about. I conquered the inability to sustain a consistent character that does not depend on anyone to make me happy. This book is for anyone going through an emotional rollercoaster, an...
