hallelujah

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it has been about two months
since i lost them.

and you will ask me how i am coping
and on the inside i will laugh
such a bitter, tired laugh

and repeat like a broken record,
trying to finish its duty,
i'm not.
i'm
not
i'm not i'm not i'm not i'm not i'm-

fine, i think i've accepted it now. i'm okay.

and i hear laughter that isn't mine
reverberate against the walls in my mind
and it sounds
like his

so how am i coping, you ask?
simply, i'm not.

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

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