me, me, me
when i read back my poetry it screams “me, me, me” on my screen in bold letters
and i can’t shut it up — most days, i cannot make any other words out; i want to throttle a thousand versions of the me gone by, i want to throw myself from a figurative balcony, i want to sink a sword into every pen i’ve held
Comments (5)
Nicely done!
I don't really understand the context here, so sorry 😅😅
The flow of the poem feels almost like a wistful breath, and the choice of words adds such depth to the emotions you're conveying. It's a touching exploration of love, separation, and the hope of one day being reunited. Thank you for sharing this poignant and beautifully written piece. It really resonated with me.
Wonderfully written. But I don't find it too sad, I actually find it uplifting
Oh this has such a beautiful melancholy sense of loss to it, and so lyrical too! Wonderful poem, Spinstress!