Now I come back to this having lost my everything
Now I can live without you
It's not that I can't
I am not crying to bed each night grasping for a breathe because the pain of missing you takes up every single breath of me
I am not starving myself more and more each passing day because nothing can fill the whole ͏you left this empty feeling in my gut in my soul in my heart the place you once were
I am not spending my days sitting alone in my room numb and alone surrounded by silence the only noise the sound of muffled cries
You are not oxygen
You are not water
I do not need you
I do not need you
I do not need you
but a small voice whispers inside me
but you do
but you do
but you do
I know better
I do
You are not something I need
You are something I want
so why do I feel like the air I breathe has been intoxicated why do I feel like someone has taken something so essential away from me?
YOU ARE READING
Hush
PoetryIt's poetry. The the tears that spill from my mouth it's the gold I bleed and the pain I drink
