I have made many decisions
In my 22 and half years of life.
None have been easy
All have been strange
Lots regretted
Some forgotten,
It is hardest when
Love is in the cards...
Your own deck, that you, yourself dealed...
The table they are on,
Slipping and sliding in the wind
Never stable.
I find myself, bare and empty
Unable to breathe when I need to
Time runs faster...
The Earth shifts beneath my toes...
Ocean waves crash against my soul,
And still I am unable to grasp
A moment.
I let it float around like a feather
Then land at my feet like an iron weight...
My toes are purple as the ground shakes
As the weight crashes down.
Like my heart; my heart is purple as well.
Bleeding for change
But not understanding how to count.
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