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

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