“Tryin’.”
Word I come back to,
Time & time again.
I’m trying.
Through nobody wanting me –
Crushed hearts,
To endless rejection letters.
Dreams in which I say goodbye:
“I’ll always love you.”
Divine suffering,
Buddhists might say.
Tryin’.
Seas wanting to drown me.
Subconscious wanting to cage me.
“Tryin’.”
