
How can I list all the ways my heart is broken
They spill out of this shattered shell
Blending together until they are all one thing
Or another
Liquid, yet broken
The pain fills me until I feel I will sink
To the bottom of existence and drown
In the in-between spaces of past and longing
Desperately reaching for the joy, crushed under miles
Of guilt and shame, horror and loss, rejection and hate
Until I can float again, I will clutch these snapshots
Of love and meaning,
My life vests in the deep
About the Creator
Erin Brosey
I am a fantasy author and poet living in San Francisco working on completing my first novel. I'm looking forward to sharing short stories and poems here and being part of this community.



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