I tell myself—
I’m losing my mind.
Heartbroken still, after all these years.
Why does it linger, this ache,
Like a shadow I can’t outrun?

People drift,
Pulling away like waves receding,
Leaving me stranded.
Why do I break so easily now,
Over things so small?

This hurts.
It really, really hurts.

I’m surrounded by kind faces,
Voices that say they care,
Yet I’ve never felt so alone.
Is it because she’s gone—
The one I trusted most?
Or is it me,
Afraid to let the walls fall again?

I can’t even make sense of my words.
I’m that lost.
It feels like the universe itself
Has turned against me.

Maybe I deserve this.
But do I deserve this much pain?

People love to hurt me.
They leave.
For what?
Why do they find joy in my breaking?

Why am I so scared,
So anxious all the time?
Why does a room full of people
Feel like a battlefield?
Why can’t I feel normal,
Even for a moment?

Why does their presence
Tear me apart from the inside?
What is happening to me?

I don’t understand.
I don’t understand at all.