Secret, Sins, and Shames
Trying to Find Anchor
By Ricky McQuillanPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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Thoughts like fingers
slip around my brain
as if trying to find a grip
on something
infinitely uncontrollable
like life
trying to find anchor in open sea
like the open sea
between you and me
that is never constant
and never sure
just ordinary and ambiguous
and it scares the fucking shit out of me
and I am longing for dry land
and solidity
under these feet
that are weighed heavily
with secret sins and shames
and ordinary human failures
that I don't allow myself to make
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About the Creator
Ricky McQuillan
Belfast-based singer and scribbler. Born in 1977, journaling since I was a fifteen, did a degree in Philosophy in my late 20s, but since then, have mostly been reading Psychobabble, and blogging
https://rickymcquillan.blogspot.co.uk/
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