Maybe I’m a drifter
Drifting
Near
Afar
I’ve seen so many drift
Watched them
Felt them
Closer
Further
Drifting away
Temporary
Fleeting
Yet
I let them

Drifting is comfortable
Because I don’t have to swim
Perhaps part of me likes being alone
There’s a certain safety in separation
Distance

Thinking is just as real as touching
If I can close my eyes for long enough
A drifter safe in a bubble of observation

People are like places to me
But only few are home

I’m forever watching
Waiting

For the drifters to reduce to merely a flicker

But you

I hope I never let you

Drift away

Posted by:Lauren Kathleen

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s