A Sinking Ship
a sinking ship,
a broken boat,
a prisoner in my own mind, why can’t i be enough,
not for somebody else,
but enough for me,
enough for me to love myself, enough to put the blade down, enough to stop pushing good people away,
i do it before they have the chance to do it to me,
because i know deep down i’m not worth it,
i know i’m replaceable,
no, my emotions aren’t poetic, my thoughts are no longer beautifully written on paper,
i wish you had listened when i told you i was so sad,
i’ve pretended i’m stable enough to continue,
when i know deep down i’m just a sinking ship.
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