broken
falling
cracked
dying
burnt out
treading water,

fighting fire,
trying to find my way back to the surface

YOU ARE DROWNING ME.

it's so nice to have you back,
and nothing's gone wrong yet,
but that's just because it's only been three days,
and i'm pretending that i've moved past it.

that little exclamation mark
made everything seem okay
for the first time in… wow,
since you left me, back in june.

smashing
crashing
breaking
dead
broken
crashed
smashed

i can't let myself back there again...
but it's far too late now.

i'm right back where we left off.


an: more like a stream of thoughts than poetry, with not much flow (if any) but i thought i'd share it with you anyway.