shadows drifting
eyes blinking
heart thumping
night falls in
restless mind
jumbled thoughts
out of breath
floating outside
stranger to my own body
clinging to moments long gone
my now, neither today nor tomorrow
caught in the limbo of endless yesterdays
crumpled sheets, slit wrists
i laugh
empty bottle, soaked pillow
i cry
hollow eyes, empty gaze
staring at the orange sky
the end of night, start of a day
clock ticking, blood drying
another day spared to live
another yesterday to remember by
YOU ARE READING
B R E A T H E
Poetry❝ I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am. ❞ - Sylvia Plath Just a collection of all the words that breathe inside of me. Completed: 12 April 2021
