Desolate

On an island

Desolate

Sent away from my words

My actions

For once

My head’s clear enough to breathe

And the air is light enough

For me to think

Spending my time writing poems

And taking acclaim

Blinded me to the reality

That I’m fading away

I’ve been so busy

Reading, writing, reading

That I’ve also been

Beating, bleeding, beating

People out here don’t know

Who I am anymore

I don’t either

That’s why my face is to the window

And my feet on the floor

I’m running towards

Everything I’m supposed to be

And more

4 thoughts on “Desolate

  1. Beautifully written. I love reading post like this, you have a talent and I am glad that you shared your thoughts with us here in WordPress. I am Ragazza, I hope yu could also follow my blog page. Thank you so much. 🙂

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