a lethean fleet.

Sometimes memories stop time|
  & the haze over my eyes
       feels like blindness

      These depths I drown in
           the most turbulent water
    whispering I cannot turn back
         warning me from those shores
                where living skeletons exist

          It’s not really trauma
              I recall often
     I think the tide has turned
             now I cannot remember my life
                   fully______like I’m ninety-nine @ 31

Don’t remind me


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