Posted in Mental Health Files, Poetry

It comes and goes in waves

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Today I feel like I’m floating,

Drifting from minutes to hours,

Barely existing.

I feel like I’m peering through a window,

Seeing my body floating,

While the waters carry it on.

Have you ever felt like you were looking at your life from the outside?

Like you were peering into a picture frame,

Only this time you’re in it.

It’s so different then.

It’s like you’re just watching yourself go,

And no matter how loud you scream you can’t hear you.

-m.e.2020

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Writer| Christian| Encourager| Adventurer| Communicator

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