My heart drips from open wounds
I didn’t know were there.
I am melting to the floor.
I’ve only got space for one more loss.
I am too weak to handle any more.
I’ve never known a sadness
that seeps into your air
and doesn’t let you breathe.
I’ve never met a heartache
so loud
it doesn’t let you sleep.

I am going to implode.
I am starting to dismantle.
I never wanted to figure out
how much is too much I could handle.