my thoughts
my feelings
of you
carved in blue ink
scattered pieces by pieces
all over the floor
for a moment, i thought
i'm not capable
to go on
not anymore
these thoughts of you
they're killing me
from inside
slowly
like smokers
inhale and exhale
their cigarettes
with satisfaction
not knowing
the cells in their lungs
rot one by one
day by day
and you just lose yourself