losing
i've been losing in a lot of ways
but by the days
it's proven
the things and people i keep putting energy into
life tells me i'm not meant to
but i didn't want to lose this much
every time i find light
i clutch
i hold on
but people hurt
and opportunities dissapoint
im left less than dirt
i keep loving the ones who are unable
which is just making me more unstable
turtles can still bite
and candles are not sufficient sources of light
i'm still learning
im still here
This poem is about:
Me