the world spins
my mind swims
things change so slowly
and so quickly
i don’t know who you are
i don’t know what I am
time was
once upon a time
the story goes
there was a girl
i was a girl
who didn’t know
who i was
what i was
where i was going
because
the world spun
my mind swam
and pain didn’t matter
but now
somehow
when alone
feels lonely
and it matters
that i don’t know
pain isn’t so easy to forget
swimming in fog
and the pain is
no longer lost
but i am.
And being
Lost
isn’t so
Poignant
Now.
And pain just carves permanent roads
in the mind.
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