Terminal

I tried to eat and cry at the same time. I failed miserably. Stumbling through the airport wasting time till my own terminal walk was to take place. Eventually I had to make my way to a bathroom stall, I could no longer hold in my tears. I wanted to howl. Scream at the moon and tear away at what little skin I had left.
I just don’t know what is right anymore… what way to go or what words to say. Sometimes this heart feels terminal and this pen feels empty and hollow. I know no other way than to write away my pain. I know no other way then to just keep going.