Wip Poem by Ana Podarevska

somehow i found where to tread
romancing all your regrets.
contradicting words i said
contradicting my regrets.
and while i will take the blame
can you prove the i'm the same
person you think you may know?
there's more sin in me than i may show.
can you see or can you tell
how in my mind i'm so unwell?
touch will seep into my mind
leaving thoughts so unconfined.
sense not made from what i say,
what did i say to be this way?