It felt like disappointment

I guess it felt like
Disappointment
A sort of new fresh
Old baggage
Disappointment
Like I’d sprayed Febreeze
Over an heirloom blanket
That kept me warm
And excited to bury
In it for a time
I guess it felt like
Disappointment
When I realised I couldn’t
Ask for more
From you. I’m still defining
How it might feel
To ask more of myself.
I don’t think, that that
Will ever feel
Like disappointment.

-A.A. @nyxilotbiscuit

Published by LughLana

Hey there. My name is Ash. Whenever I feel lost or confused, I write. This blog is a project in releasing the poetry I would have kept locked up inside, otherwise. It's pronounced 'LOU-lah-NA.' Enjoy your visit!

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