Each floral petal of my heart is being plucked as each car drives by into the morning
All I wanted was to see you here
Why does missing hurt so much
I feel so helpless and of discard
Why isn’t time and effort on my side
This is not about ***
Not about money
All I want is to see your face and love you in body

My chest hurts
It feels worse
Please help the bleeding from within
Why does this hurt
I think I made it hurt
I have not cared for my being

I am the joke now
How to move now
Missing is the worst kind of sick
My soul cries your name and I can’t help it