Feb 2014
Truth is
every time
I remember
you exist
in the same world
as me
I become lost
a spiritual sickness
closing in
I cannot breathe
I cannot move
I wish you were here
but
I wish you were gone
every time
I remember
you exist
in the same world
as me
I become lost
a spiritual sickness
closing in
I cannot breathe
I cannot move
I wish you were here
but
I wish you were gone
