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Scared of myself
I’m scared of or for myself Because I know confinement drowns me And I can feel my lungs slowly filling And I always rely on someones hand to pull me up But we are in lockdown The only hands are those of my family And I have brought them under with me too many times…
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memories
There are too many memories I cannot remember And I don’t understand how I can ever understand myself If even I don’t know my own life I’m supposed to put together this jigsaw But I’m missing all of these pieces How do you expect me to know my own mind? I know where the gaps…
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Isolation
Isolation Drifting reality Space between us Connections unfold Now too long to hear your words But our hearts are tied We can’t hold hands but we stand side by side With meters and miles between us Holding on Hoping for a reunion to come along Distanced but awake Scared but living each day I have…
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Poetry by Taylor 