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.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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