There is a ghost lying next to youwhere you’ve replaced my body. There is a burning left at your chestwhere my hand would rest inside. There …
Pulled into pieces
I no longer
Down at the souls of my feet
I was not what he wanted me to be.
But still my chest
heaves helplessly for air
…leaving your residue behind
for me to carry
into the night.
She was quickly fading with the lies
sold to her
and hung like hooks inside the meat of her heart.
She was losing.
It can be easy to fall prey to the focus on what we don’t have. The world is telling us what we “need” everyday.