These breaths
that I take in sharply
and let go of grievingly

and Those breaths
that forced themselves in and out
of my lungs hungrily

It'll be as it was
as it always is
In a blink of an eye
a mixture of melancholy, anxiety and apathy
that stunts
that corrupts
every thought I've had
and ever will have
into vile screeching vultures
that circle around
doves escaping inaction


And they spiral
moving in ellipses that eclipse
new moons
squeezing and wringing
every last drop of motivation
out of my weeping soul
In a flutter of an eye
the days bleed
and scream
into one another
till it is but one mare
In a starless night

Looking into your vacant eyes now
switches the lights off
leaving only your silhouette
curled up in a storm
of stained pink sheets

No, you don't sleep anymore
except for when
you don't seem to wake
stuck in a trance
which smothers you

Everyday you choose tomorrow
to bet on
No, you haven't won in a while
silver gleams the moon
through your window
silver crinkles and breaks
when you press
on the plastic enclosed fog

Can barely stand
to hear you speak
when you've got nothing to say
the same stories
and unspoken worries
till they corrode in your memories
and disintegrate on your lips

Until the comfort of nightfall
coerces you
to spill your soul
a milliliter at a time
a puzzle I try to piece together
when sleep doesn't come easily

Everything is cumbersome
you hesitate
to move your limbs
over your bed
stuck between four cold walls
that draw nearer

As time flows between your fingers
the ceiling feels higher
the chasm beneath the floor infinitely
wider
hungrier
easier

Than the night illuminating your back
as you watch the stars
too bright
too high up
to remove