the drugs wore off;
the tears came and they
won't stop
& I have to hold my stomach in
or it sears in pain with
every sob


what apt timing to be
left in the dust

what apt timing for you to
do what you believe
you must


never thought I'd have
to search for
how much ativan and norcos
I can take before I'm
on the floor

but here we are
& here I am

as you stare at that beautiful ocean


& I try to keep these
stitches from bleeding into
my hands.