I am happier now that you are gone
I am not constantly on edge...
If I could, I’d carve at my chest
Dig deep and retract my heart...
Trying to move on…
What comes after you...
You might not be mine
At least not anymore but...
Can you breathe down there?
Two fishes under water...
How come I don’t have the strength of movie...
that walks away from pain onto a train and never...
We don't talk anymore..
You don't love me no more...
Before you decide
whether you are infected...
The guilt,
For being alive...
When I least expect
Inspirations come...
Once I’m dead and no longer writing balderdash
Please, bathe me in plaster...
you’ve been working on me
ever since I can remember...