When they leave, they always ask me
Why my mind can’t seem to stand
the way they speak of love so easily.
I've tried but I start bleeding, choking,
losing touch with where I am
and where I'm going.

Empathy confuses me, and it hurts
because I want to tell you about the place in my head
that thinks only of you,
but it exits my mouth with my breath and dissolves
and my voice seems to leave me,
and then they all seem to leave me,
and I'm left with nothing but
silence.