Long hallways, white walls,
Antiseptic smell, ambiance so dull.

Busy people, stoic faces,
Same procedures, but im in a different phase.

Clock's ticking so loudly,
I wonder if it's finally counting down on how much time left that I'll live.

Been here far too many times,
Been months since my lungs failed.
Who knew it'll be hard for me to breathe air?

Been here far too many times
Maybe next time, It'll be last
And I'm never coming back.

I hope you saw that there's nothing wrong with you.
I hope you realized how special you are.
I hope you didn't give up and kept pushing through.
I hope you felt that you are always good enough.

I know you're tired, sweet one.
I know you tried your best for everyone.
I know you tried to hold on but you can't do it alone anymore.
I know you smiled the happiest smile to convince yourself that is what you felt.
I know for months you've hid and now you're at a point you're thoroughly broken and can't be find.

But I hope one day, you'll come back. If ever not, I understand why.

I never felt more broken today than I ever did before.

I know I'm never going to be okay anymore.

when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
headfirst
roughly
harshly
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?