Sleeping in the shadow of willows
She laces her fingers through dirt
Trying to feel connected to anything
Trying to keep herself from floating away
It’s another never again day
Tag Archives: Wasting
Poem: Domesticated Lyric
Watching the clock
As it marches on
Lying awake she wonders
To herself about motivations
For still being here
Does it make her happy
When it doesn’t bring her pain
Does it keep her from crying
When it doesn’t make her insane