POEM - useless intentions
February 3, 2019 at 7:48 pm,
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Charlotte Griffiths - useless intentionsi don't see much for myself.
the crows lurk, always, and i am almost
complacent among them, now,
i am almost one
of them.
there is no world outside of you.
i know, i've looked everywhere.
there is only disappointment, there is only
the moment of looking into the eyes of
someone i couldn't love, the second
of wanting to take the wrong turn
i can't
take all because it
could be you.
i'm only alive because of the fucking
inkling of hope i keep on dragging
out of myself; i wonder
sometimes
where else i could
be.
- Charlotte Griffiths