Nov 25, 2017
And I was just left with today
Would I spend it on my phone
A made up word, all alone ?
Or would I feel my breath inside my chest ?
And lay my self-doubt down to rest
Would I feel the sun land on my skin?
And use the end to begin
These thoughts crush and set me free
When I sit still, that’s when I see
Fleeting flashes of clarity
Of the me that I could be