YOU WILL DESTROY ME AND I WILL DESTROY ME UNTIL I CAN'T REMEMBER WHOSE IDEA THIS WAS ANYMORE
I can see myself now
Stranded on a deserted island
Away from you
Alone.
I grumble at the sun
Hot sand stings my toes
The roar of the ocean hurts my ears.
I want to be so far removed that I forget
Who you are
Who I am
I don’t exist anymore.
I want to get off this island
Away from the white hot sand
Away from the sad sea
And retreat to a soft dark space
Where I can be
Alone.
This poem is about:
Me