Everytime grief entered I went into another room.
A door, a window, the whole house and its gardens...
Three weeks ago, laid in your arms
To fall asleep that night...
You seem to think it's me that keeps him hanging...
Every time I open Facebook, there he is again...
I wish i could disappear,
Not be anywhere, not be here...
Sleeping and crying is all i can do,
Everything hurts from missing you...
Sleep, the best alternative to life.
No thoughts, no feelings, just nothing...
You are there and i am here,
We're drowning, trapped in this giant tear...
Dear Beryl, as you blocked me
Even though you wrote to me...
They were cooking,
for their parents and children...
Neatly lined up 64 little pills
He sighs deeply and steels himself...
Together, you bring out the best that's in me.
Apart, you bring out the worst...
My self-love is circumstantial.
My self-worth particularized by events...