Writing

I'm running

I'm flying

my legs move

back and forth

forth and back

on

and on

and on

faster

faster

the air is avoiding me

I run from my chaser

endlessly

Underwater

it's nearly silent

incredibly quiet

all sharp sounds softened by the waves.

Underwater

all of the loud, nagging noises of life fades into a faint murmur

bearable for once.

Underwater

If I'm being honest,

I'm not sure I'll survive,

These demons,

I battle,

Fighting for my life.

They find me at my weakest,

Where no light shines through,

When I was younger, I was

friends with her son

They moved a lot, especially after

The divorce

But we still made time to see each other

We grew apart but

Seven or eight stars?

A hidden one named Alcor

No one notices 

I think you make me really happy

I think it’s sort of all-consuming

I think I want to be with you every second

Of every day

I think maybe what keeps me up at night

Is replaying you

Replaying us