And I ve lost all hope again
Must have begged to find an end
And I ve lost my sleep again
Must have mistaken sheep as friend
And I ve drowned my thoughts again
Must have believed words I can’t comprehend
And I ve lost myself again
Must have missed the turn my friend
And I ve tossed flowers in graves again
Must have held on to memories I can’t amend
And I ve drowned in tears again
Must have stopped to pretend
And I ve hit the road again
Must have hoped to start an end
And I ve broken my own fucking heart again
Must have mistaken us for more than friends
And again
And again
And again
I ve had some time on a bus ride today so I thought I’d challenge myself and try to get something done during said ride. Starting with the sheep line I molded the rest of the poem around it. The idea was to keep the same rhythm to show the general repetitive nature. There could have been quite some finetuning but since I had set boundaries I wanted to abide by them.
Sometimes the further away you are from the problem the closer you feel. And this might be especially true if you miss certain people. Out of sight and constantly on my mind. On that note… sending you all some love.
Lëtz Write 
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