swilow
Bluelight Crew
I found this, a poem I wrote about 4/5 years ago. Its pretty despondent. I can relate to it but it sort of seems like a differnet person. When I was seriously addicted.
No title.
can't think or shake calmly
no more the still water
i feel like i've lost something
lost time and gained nothing
why did I, how could I
who was there to stop me?
Not me.
ice breaking under feet
eyes down as usual
chase my own shadow, you
stick figure of remorse
don't you ever look
back and see nothing at all?
not a single trodden blade of grass
and breath whispered
or thing started.
just emptiness and you.
No title.
can't think or shake calmly
no more the still water
i feel like i've lost something
lost time and gained nothing
why did I, how could I
who was there to stop me?
Not me.
ice breaking under feet
eyes down as usual
chase my own shadow, you
stick figure of remorse
don't you ever look
back and see nothing at all?
not a single trodden blade of grass
and breath whispered
or thing started.
just emptiness and you.