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Losing love. Losing a best friend. Does it ever get easier? |
I yearn I mourn I miss I ache I cry out I let my mind wander I chain my thoughts I distract I numb I let myself feel I react I hurt I anger I scream I damage I try to fix I make a mess I sink I swim I give up control I float I try to let go I tell myself lies that feel like truths I write you off I think I remember I reflect I wonder I shake my head as if to dispel thoughts I try to train my brain I meditate I breath I whisper loving words to myself I give myself a hug I remind myself I don't need you I talk To others To myself To anyone who will listen I get tired of hearing myself talk I get tired of myself I take my meds I exercise I nourish myself I slip up I spiral I practice and practice I zoom out I laugh I learn I think about you I think about me I feel less like dying I don't cut anymore I entertain the intrusive thoughts Knowing they are just thoughts I plead I beg Anything to not feel this way I plan I feel a flicker of excitement I can focus on something other than you for a few consecutive moments I recognize progress I compare I despair I remind I fall behind I pick myself up I try to be gentle I empathize I reminisce I can't help it I feel and feel I cry I cry I cry some more I sleep I wake I yearn |