Last night I dreamed
I was in a tree.
You were there too
On another branch,
Just out of reach.
And the world spun
And I was the ground
And I was the sky
And I could not
For the life of me decide
If you were above or below me.
Am I not worthy of taking your hand?
Or are you not worthy of taking mine?
No matter,
For it is only in my dreams
That you stayed in this tree.
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Survive: Collected Poems
Poesi~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
