death

I’m writing this for everyone who’s lost someone

someone who they’ve kept very close once

someone who’s once been your best friend

someone who loved everyone but never felt loved back

someone who succeeded in trying to end it all

someone who ended up loosing themselves

someone who’s lost a someone

I’m writing this for you
I’m writing this for me
because I don’t want this anymore

I don’t want anymore
deaths.

I’ve been quiet for a while now
nobody heard me
couldn’t hear myself for a while either
I still can’t
but something is wrong
this silence
this quietness inside of me
it’s starting to become warm
and cozy
I feel good
not scared
not out of breath
not worried that I soon might forget how to even talk
I enjoy it
and soon enough you’ll do the same
but only to me
you’ll be silence when I have something to say
you’ll be able to hear
but not reply
and it’ll be my fault
since I’ve been quiet for a while now
.

as the stranger you were;
i suggest we shall remain like that
a stranger I felt oddly close to in the beginning
i feel too far away from today