i am alone yet again,
wallowing in thick melancholy
letting the darkness seep onto my mouth
and onto my ribcage it accumulates,
turning my chest into an empty void of despair.

all alone, i gasp for air
but nothing seems to pass through
this black hole i created for myself.

all alone, i am afraid
afraid that this emptiness would swallow me whole
and leave me cold and numb, lifeless.

i am alone yet again,
and i'm out of breath.

here i am again,
trying to fill the crevices you've left
not on my heart alone,
but on every piece of my being.

the clouds are my eyes
and the raindrops are my tears.
do you hear my cries?