c o n t r o l
stream of consciousness
flailing in the river
struggling in the fight
i’ve forgotten how to float
now i’m fighting for my life
the rapids pull me under
i can't remember how to swim
my feet won’t touch the bedrock
as the currents suck me in
i’ve fought this very river
so many times before
but my vision is muddied once again
i can’t make out the shore
surrender shouts my name
yet I refuse the raft
my fists are clenched and letting go
feels just outside my grasp
so i drown in my control
you’d think i’d learn with time
but once again i sink into the depths
losing to the tide
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I need to remember to tap in to this piece I wrote last year:
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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