Navigating by Jessica Polancothe promise of forever
inked on the inside of my eyelids
your touch like acid on my skin
memories curled between the sheets
of an empty
bed
lonely without your touch
pretending to be okay
when the pieces of my porcelain heart
drop onto the pavement
shattering into
oblivion
it’s beautiful where I am
but there’s a long way to fall
when I am lost in the treachery
of a
mind
that wont stop navigating
the haze of yesterday
to find it’s way
back to
you 07/14/2014 Posted on 07/15/2014 Copyright © 2025 Jessica Polanco
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