~out of reach~

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Like I'm just playing a part
Wearing a mask
Hiding who I really am
I drift through the days
The simple motions of life
That are anything but
I'm still me,
I think-
I'm wearing the same clothes,
Wearing my galaxy jacket
And yet-
This life I'm living
Feels so wrong somehow
Like its not me who lived
Everything I can remember
I'm here,
But I'm not
Mentally so far away
Somehow some things
Seem impossible
No energy though
To try to deal with it
I guess I'm accepting this as true,
What else can I do?
I forget
And I live
And I breathe
And I think
That maybe
I'm still looking for something
Something that will give this all meaning
And yet I'm not sure
It seems so out of reach
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This poem-its how I'm feeling right now I guess. Like I'm someone I'm really not, if that makes sense.
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