when I looked behind me
I saw
the little pieces of myself
that I had left behind
and had a moment
of silence
and of pain
for the parts of me
that could not
carry on
so they stayed behind
so that I could
carry on alone
in this crowded room
I feel so alone
I wish
my heart was crowded
so tightly
we would barely
have room
to breathe
when life is sad
and hope is far
the ground beckons
and calls me near
it swallows me whole
into its depths
kissing me
into the abys
and so I carry on
the wrong way I go
and no one
has ever tried
to stop me
and tell me
the right way to go
and so I carry on
and leave behind a trail
of misery and pieces
of myself
into the earth
and of my head
I carry on
but will you
carry me?