Poem: If I’m Not Careful

Wanting to be shielded from prying eyes.

Sick and aches.
Brushing off dust and dirt.

Looking up and seeing you.
My pupils dilate.
My heart beat speeds up.
I try to understand you.
I try and

There’s a chasm.
Dizzying, infinite darkness.

Pieces of started projects.
Thought bubbles full of various hopes and dreams.
Or started but broken.

Is THAT what I was yesterday?
Is THAT the direction I was headed yesterday?

Just yesterday, I viewed life in THAT way?



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