Slowly, the sink started overflowing
with feelings, I can’t describe
and emotions I can’t quite conceive.
I imagine myself flowing along a cold river,
where my numb body will match my
numb emotions,
and it’ll be then that i’ll understand how
numb-like life can be.
how painful,
how resentful i can be of people that know what they’re gonna do in life
of who they're going to love for the rest of their life of what they will become of how they will raise their children
While I?
I am a lost water droplet lost in the coldest of rivers,
Yet supposed to be part of the warm rain instead.
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About the Creator
Melina Giorgalletou
Just a college student from Cyprus, living in NYC, trying to find herself through words and writing.
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