Your remarks are etched
in the tapestry of my mind,
inscribed with ink
that refuses to fade.
They linger like shadows
in the corners of my thoughts,
a constant presence,
both haunting and familiar.
I wrestle with the weight of their significance,
trying to unravel their meaning,
seeking solace in understanding.
Yet they persist,
woven into the fabric of my being,
A part of me that I cannot easily discard.
YOU ARE READING
MALADAPTIVE ✓
PoetryMALADAPTIVE /ˌmaləˈdaptɪv/ not adjusting adequately or appropriately to the environment or situation.
