poetry

New York City NY

Description

The veins are closing Numbers dropping Held on To the side of a sinking ship As long as I could Always worse imagining You lose 2 months To the worry Dont let your mind run Take your medicine Accept release Close your eyes and breathe Feels like falling But you’re always cradled Its never the end Like a stray cat Like a virus Opportunities Never promised Take a hard left Where you end up Its been fun so far Wait and see what’s next A_b__K