Stay.

Aug 19

The way I was so ready to leave it all behind

Creating a wake of potential for them to sift through

In the short amount of time that has passed

I have ran laps around the being of the past

The entity I had become too comfortable in being

Something that was a casket walking

A vast wake of stories I used to avoid knowing

The human I could actually be

Amongst others like me, no such thing.

Aspiring Independent Author and Mental Health Advocate

Deflection.