➡what i am afraid to do

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it comes in waves
thoughts at 3 am
and memories at dawn

i hold them tightly
like how you clasped me
when we were lying under the same tree

the waves are high
i'm slowly losing my mind
water keeps pulling me down
With memories left behind

i'm entangled with them
choking me, drowning me
pushing me deeper
and deeper and deeper

if I only how to let go
maybe I can save myself from this misery
But I can't

i can't just let you go
and let you vanish
like I never had you
in the first place

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