Untitled. I wanna know how it got this wayUntitled. by ~azndlish
why it feels so downright low
why it pains the living
why it aches my heart like so
why things just don't feel right
why i want to run
Swing
Reflect
swim in the deepest lake
never to rise
never seek what's causing the river
Flowing
Trickling
stepping on stones
never reaching
why there's no rope
no curds of whey
why it feels empty inside
flip back and forth
Reaching
the pages of my storybook
faceless
breaking down the sugary center
swirling
Seeing
why it blinds
why it doesn't disappear
cries of outrage
eyes, words, promise
Rip apart the laters
Wave goodbye, goodbye.
Fall to my kne
Joy 
Sta.sh
