trust me
when i say
that the thought of leaving makes me sick
and trust me
when i say
that these boxes make me feel something i've never felt before when i look at them
a loss so much different than the loss i've felt before
such impending doom that i can't even protest
claustrophobic depression thats a different species than the usual
tropophobia, it's called
when you're so scared to leave a place
that's the only place you've ever known
when you're scared
of a chance that will take you away
from the one that you love.
so trust me
when i say
i tried
to say goodbye on last time
but i was trapped in the backseat
and now it's tearing me apart.
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Heartless and Disorientated
ŞiirF. T. Willz wannabe I'm a tortured poet I guess -all photography is by me-