when you left,
a part of me died.
a part of me fell
to the ground and
never rose again.
a part of me fell
silent and never
uttered another
word.
when you left,
a part of me raged.
a part of me burnt
in anguish and
its ashes left me, too.
a part of me burnt
so bright i almost
found a way out
of this.
when you left,
a part of me woke up.
a part of me opened
its eyes and saw
the world as it was.
a part of me opened
its eyes and realizes
you were never really
there.
so i urge you, now,
wake up.
come back to grounded
reality and see the
world for what it is.
i am not here anymore.
some parts of me died off.
some parts of me burnt away.
whatever's left now is
barely more than
just a feverish
dream.
