In all the chaos,
Breaking, shattering,
I wanted someone to hold me,
To pick up my pieces,
Put them back in places,
To help me heal,
To let me feel,
Feel myself again,
But all I needed was "me".
Me, to recall myself,
Who I really am,
And what I don't want myself to be.
YOU ARE READING
Sinking Alphabets
PoetryAnd I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.
