And little by little
I lost all the connections I once held so dear.
Caught between the stars and the depths, they drifted away
Slowly
Surely
One by one
Until all that remained was silence.
YOU ARE READING
Muddled
PoetryA collection of (ish) poetry for 2019. I guess this is the physical display of my muddled thoughts thorughout the year. I hope they make sense to someone one day. Enjoy, I guess.
