Losing my mind
like it’s tethered to keys,
Sun shining brightly,
I stand here and freeze,
Decision impossible,
flow like the breeze,
The only way out is
straight up.
Biting my tongue
like it’s raspberry pie,
Begging the clouds
to return to the sky,
Stars disappear,
now it’s darkness and I,
Empty is not just
for cups.
Days stretch before me
like desert’s hot sand,
no respite in sight,
like an ocean, no land
grasping for comfort,
but finding no hand,
Alone is the worst time
of day.
Words go unspoken
and fall on deaf ears
Silently screaming
and nobody hears
A single breath in,
that’s supposed to last years
Grief passes, that’s what they say.
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