seventeen is smashed glass
almost but not quite
mistakes
chasing demons accidentally
crying without sound
a head swirling with shapes and works
no clarity
music inside out
needs ,,, so many needs
it’s wanting to be close
disappearing .. distance .. insignificance
it’s falling from silver linings
floating through the abyss
losing the ability to force smiles
fading
overwhelmed
silent.
seventeen is not knowing and never finding out
glass ceilings
death and numbness all the same
laughter is painful
unachievable
deep breathing
is suffocating
seventeen is an enigma
escaping
hidden in the depths of most unwanted desires
being unwanted
sometimes unspoken.
but seventeen is not final
it is not the end
it is not even the beginning
a mandatory stepping stone
a fall into grace
favor ,, love
it is fear of the unknown
comfort, belonging
finding you in me
me in you
completion
almost but not quite
the light but not the end of the tunnel
a saving grace
it is you, me
redefining peace
everything, nothing
finite familiarity
it is the first breath
maybe the last
it is always and forever
it is promises broken
and everything it needs to be, for you, me
abundance
change
clarity
the ebbs and flows of shallow ocean waters
serenity
this is, was, and always will be
seventeen
-rawest forms