Poetry

poem by: Katie Lodge
Written on Feb 26, 2019 

Picking apart my mind
To find out how it was designed

Playing the cords of my soul
The emotion that drips onto the paper 
Does not fix the hole.

Next I am vomiting up the emotion
The words I never got to say
Spill onto the paper like an ocean.

Only leaving the house to bike
As to not create further turmoil
In my emotional fight.

 

Tags: Confused, Deep,

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