Skipping

The room seems to shift
As if what was there,
Were on repeat.
I am lost in realms of reality,
But they are not my own.

Skipping,
Events replaying.
 
Skipping,
Entire moments missing.
 
Spinning out of control
A fractured wheel
That made me whole.
 
I am losing my mind
As the universe
Unravels around me.
 
 
4/22/20

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Andy McRae

I have been writing poetry for the last 13 years. It all started as an assignment for a creative writing course. I never thought I would like writing, as I am dyslexic and language was always a struggle for me, but I fell in love with the art form in that class.

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