Emily

Does anyone believe, this message in a jar, once used to be me, like something in a frame, my life has sped afar, things difficult to name, It's the one whod snrieks, clings to distant stars, hangs on childhood dreams, maybe this different age, sends me like a card, makes it all seem strange, you never filled my need, within thiss milky fog, even when I screamed, the crash of the waves, will carry me like cargo, a freight almost wreckage, all stuff you’re not.