manic thoughts

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i wish i was a more excitable girl,

not dwelling within the deepest depths of my dark mind,

where the weak and wonderless lay.

i am always wishing to be much more than i am, yet begging to make this heart smaller;

i feel too deep and embrace too lightly, nothing is ever fully in my grasp,

it slips from my hands all too easily and i am left back here again,

wandering and breathless,

i am exhausted of myself,

yet i am bound to this vessel for eternity;

what madness.

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