Reflecting

January 9th, 2020

I search for a feeling
I’m not sure exists
I try to write it off
But the longing persists
I hold on to people
Who once left me broken
Because these feelings inside
Still want to be spoken
I feel like I’m observing
From inside of a mirror
I can’t save myself
How did I get here

Stationary

January 3rd, 2020

In the morning I wake up
But I’m still myself
There is no fresh start
I can’t be anybody else
There is no new beginning
There is no new me
I am followed by myself
Because I’m all that I can be

Note: Poem inspired by my new notebook.