Tip of an Iceburg
Sitting on the tip of
an Iceberg, sitting on
the brink and ready
to dive into the future.
Guess I really should
have known that nothing
was for real, that everything
sooner or later comes to
an end or becomes the future.
No one tells the truth
anymore, everyone lies to
move forward. I don’t know
why it comes so easy.
On the brink of giving up
throwing in the towel
and ready to let it all go.
Broken for the final
time and sealing away
all of her emotions.
Done caring, done feeling!
On the tip of the iceberg
done with everything.
© 2020 Emily
