Bounding towards boundaries

One of the hardest things for me,

Is being okay when I choose me

It feels like sometimes, I am just going with the flow

A little too much

And my voice gets lost in the endless sea

A prisoner to the sweltering thoughts and constant

constant

overthinking

I can barely breathe

So I keep running towards the edge of the sea

and see the fence

that finally stops me.

You do have control

And it’s not always about going with the flow

So just please, don’t let go