sometimes, when you’re not here
I can’t breathe and I feel empty
and I cry
because it shouldn’t be this way
I have so much
around me, surround me, with me
when you’re here I breathe easy
my heart beats in a way that makes sense
but when I’m alone
I can’t hear it
beat
beat
beat me
tears fall
around me, surround me, with me
sometimes, when you’re not here
I think about
what it would be like to not be here
to simply never have existed at all
and I can’t
let it
beat
beat
beat me.
10:26pm July 28, 2018
