Monthly Archives: November 2016

i can barely breathe.  and i’m not sure  if i’m just not remembering right, or if i simply left it all with you. 

For all i see there’s an endless amount  i’m simply not allowed  to feel.  and for all i feel, there’s an eternity  i will never get to see. 

if today would just end in its never ending cycle of pain and disappointment  and frightening neglect, perhaps then, i’d not be jealous  of the dead.