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Sinking

by Sam Harty

By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

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I miss you.

I'm dying

the slow death

drowning in a sea

of people I don't know,

never wanted to know,

because there's only

ever been you,

you who sings to my soul,

calling me back,

yet never quite

wanting me.

I struggled

through the crowd

to find you,

knowing

full well

you don't

want to be found,

at least

not by me.

I feel my

determination

waning away,

my mind

pulled under

by unknown voices

my body sucked

into an

unfamiliar crowd.

I close my

eyes imagining

your hand

as a Lifeboat,

pulling me to you,

but you're not here,

not really.

and I sink slowly

into a loud yet

voiceless crowd.

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ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY

Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me

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