I soak in a pool of all the possibilities
I sit in my sorrow of what never was
An adult’s mind
A child’s memories
I can never be more than I was
The water rises past my nose
And I breath in the pain of drowning
To be sober
To feel what’s been bubbling below the surface
The cycle of grief I thought I would never know is now all that I feel.
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I remember being a child when life seemed so simplified and today try to make it as simple as possible (although it seems hard to do at times).
Thanks for sharing 👍
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