I’ve been in the corner
Praying you won’t sink me under
Cause you lose something you can’t replace
Sinking weighted down by your cold stones
Tried my best but didn’t succeed
I should have known by now
Stuck in reverse
Hurt myself to see if I still cared
I’m going under and there’s no one to turn to
I’ll make the most of all the sadness
Growing up to feel
Find a rudder and apply it all the way
No stalled ship
Just no compass yet
Categories: identity, mental health, photography, Poetry, Psychology, women
psychologistmimi 
Sad poem but intriguing.
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Feeling Connected
In Every Way is
So Nice even
Fitting into
A Fiber Optic
Cable to Say Hello
Circling the Globe
At Speed oF Light
On A Finger Tip
Only Hurricane
Sally Lays it
Down
And
Takes
That
Path Away
In Spotty
Connection
Here’s A Hug
For You too🤗
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If the winds are light
Ease the rudder
And build momentum
Before rounding
The mark
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Beautiful words. They actually fit my mood right now.
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It’s so easy to feel that way. Well put.
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