Snail.
Your truth has stretch marks
and I am so tired of digging for answers
hidden in the earth of your mind.
When all i can find are snails
and handfuls of salt and lyme.
I've got my head in the sand
and dirt under my fingernails.
If I knew which way was up
I'd stop digging
and climb.
But I don't want to move forward,
I'm afraid of what I'll find.
(I really wish this didn't rhyme)
-Shannon Masayo
Snail
Can two strangers still have love for each other?
You and I couldn't have more polarizing outlooks on life.
But we're family.
We were weekend visits.
Table and chair sheet forts.
Nerf gun mercenaries, shattering snail shells
and picking on our younger brothers.
California road trips. Pre-teen action heroes.
Now I'm too busy for your calls,
And you still have no idea who you are.
Our anchor point starts on separate continents
I don't know how to find common ground.
The worst part is you probably still see me as I was when I was 12.
I wish I still saw that in you.
I really do.
-Tylor Sherman
ty that ome makes me really really sad. i think i felt the most in that one.
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