“Crawl” & “Failed Routine”

crawl to me
with broken thoughts 
and wounded mind
on the 19th hour
when the acknowledgement 
of existence 
is that of mine

crawl to me
after the bottle has dripped 
down the last ridge of her spine

crawl knowing
i would give you my legs
so that you could
walk one more time

-crawl

everything i promised you
it happened again.

pencil touched notecards
and words of grasslands

everything you believed back then
would only circle back
and make you my friend

when will you pause
at the view
that the very same problem
is you

-failed routine

Michelle Barrera is a New York transplant now residing in Los Angeles. Growing up in a fast-paced and diverse environment, she has naturally always gravitated to all forms of creative and human expression - whether it's music, art, or writing. When she's not working in the fashion & beauty field, she is most likely singing at home and hanging with her cat, Tequila. Say hi if you want at: https://www.instagram.com/michllbarr/