A.W. Books & Poetry

And piece by piece we’re here again

Different place,

Familiar feelings,

Absent of euphoria,

Lacking the nostalgia,

Just losing to the the story cards.

Do I still have legs?

I feel like I can’t stand,

Because I was up in heaven,

And you pulled me down to Earth again.

Is that good or bad?

I have no clue,

Spit your truth,

But I have reason to doubt,

When every time I breathe

There’s something you could live without.

I don’t know what to do,

Because I’m fine with myself,

No, I’m not perfect,

But I’m not marble to sculpt out,

Cease and desist letters

To every flaw I didn’t know I had,

Everything was so wonderful,

But my demons want to see me dead,

I just want this to get better,

I don’t want to be the problem anymore.

~Annalise