There are those days when the moon shadows the sun
and we fall into an insecure darkness for a minute or two in the middle of the day

A cycle of grief
A bellboy greet
Tell me again when did I have my last drink

The nights where the silence is the loudest sound
and your feet are lead when moving seems like the worst thing to do

A weight on your shoulders
A reminder of sins
When was the last time I could breathe calmly

The days where the sunlight is muted
and every smile is a grimace paired with forcefully shoving down desolation

A lump in your throat
A blanket of solitude
God, I feel so alone

The year passes in a blur of heartbreak
and every intake of air is more difficult than the last

A tight chest
A sick feeling
I can't keep doing this