Drag me
Lungs burning from the salt
Down
Let what stories say birthed me
Decide my fate
Let the ocean beneath my skin
Guide me and
Let the ink within my brain
Teach me something new
Some other way of existing
I cannot stay long
Gasping for air
Let me be swept away
Drag me
Lungs burning from the salt
Down
Let what stories say birthed me
Decide my fate
Let the ocean beneath my skin
Guide me and
Let the ink within my brain
Teach me something new
Some other way of existing
I cannot stay long
Gasping for air
Let me be swept away
Being pulled
Lifting your arms
Turning your face
Opening your mouth
Makes
Me
Want
To
Scream
Being pulled
Lifting your arms
Turning your face
Opening your mouth
Makes
Me
Want
To
Scream
unspoken
words
that linger
in my chest
belong to you
unspoken
words
that linger
in my chest
belong to you
@cristinagarcia.bsky.social
@cristinagarcia.bsky.social
in the
bottom of a
bone china cup
would not
have predicted
the future or the past
the beauty of you
in the
bottom of a
bone china cup
would not
have predicted
the future or the past
the beauty of you