Yesterday's Oasis
If I was to be gone tomorrow,
I would surely regret today.
Just as I would all these wasted days, months, and years.
At peace when saying I no longer fear death.
It's all boiling over now....
Everything I've fought to repress.
Feeling a heaviness
Steadily crushing my chest.
Drowning in shallow pools of nothingness in my mind.
Once an oasis, my forever hideaway.
became a small alcove, unreachable on most days.
On a shoal deep within.
Scattered throughout the sands, lay the remnants of my being.
Copyright © jenna clarke | Year Posted 2025
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