Recently, I've been running away from my own feelings,
and afraid to sit with them.
So, instead,
I taper and cater
the moments to something else.
Being in the moments feel wrong.
In which case, drifting back to what once was
makes sense to grasp how
I'm going to get to the next place.
I'm just lost.
Staring out into the darkness and chartreuse
of greenery to recap on how
I got all of these wilted leaves.
I thought I was shaded from the things that once hurt me.
Turns out
now I'm jaded, started drinking again,
and I'm still thirsty.
~Tina Meeks
