broken laptop/ phase three: depression
I've tried to accept your loss
but I cannot stomach it
I cannot swallow a lost love with a swollen chest
Rib cages bursting at the seams
I would have searched for a way to fix myself
Wake up at odd hours of the night and hold you
cradle you in my arms
You made my soul swollen with words that were easy to swallow
Some nights I wish you never left
There is a void I do not know how to fill
I know you are broken
But I am too
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