Why,
Mother
have you let go?
Unfurled you fingertips
from a life;
one, I never knew.

Your lack of life,
swallow,
sleep,
repeat.

Drowning in a sea
of white capsules
and little orange bottles.

I thought of drowning myself too.

Take a deep breath,
It’s all you need.

I am afraid
to inhale a sin, a disease.

I am afraid
to exhale a piece of me.

The dust comes in and fills the empty space.