Is it okay to lose my mind while I'm losing myself?
Losing myself while losing my love
Choosing my love but losing myself
Losing not winning this life.
I can't hold on much longer.
My love was always stronger but my life it could never contain it, it remains while my broken bones and heart change to ashes of death. I cannot fathom the rest.
I need my bed, lay me down in greener pastures. Lay me down away from all these disasters.
Take me now
Take me away to where I can finally say I'm okay.
I'm not okay.
But I'm trying to be. Trying to wean myself off from what could be, never was and probably never will be. I guess we'll see. But until that day comes I'll try to be me. Unconditionally.
I need to love me.
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Amorphous Mind
PoetryImagine. Your life without form. Your mind with no restrictions. Let it be known. This is my journey, my poetry. This is my expression, my words. This is my mind, my life.
