Cicada

The 2 A.M Writer

Well damn, I'm still here, ankle deep

I can move my toes but I feel no reach

I haven't blinked since you left my eyes

But I know they've been selling the same lies

Never could've over thought so much, yet so little

My moment of air turned me more brittle

...

Maybe if I wait a little patiently

You'll somehow come back to me

And maybe if anchor down and think

You'll be in the fairest 

...

What's the point of dodging the shadow?

I know I'll just feel this way tomorrow.

...

 

  • Author: The 2 A.M Writer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 18th, 2017 17:43
  • Comment from author about the poem: About a lot of things.
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