It’s not that I want to die
I can’t quite explain why
this body never felt like mine
merely a vessel and
this side of life
a lesson
I wish to escape all further testing
I already know the results
I’m not lost
my home lies beyond these weary bones
lay me in a tomb and
shoot me to the moon
I was never meant to wed a groom
consume regurgitated thoughts
this is what it feels like to be lost
out of place
no sense in trying to retrace my steps
these veins are not filled with regret
who would have guessed emptiness feels the heaviest