I keep on having nightmares,
I never get much sleep...
Do you see them?
Because I do...
I awake each day feeling empty inside
It all hurts and it’s eating me alive...
I am not cut out for this human heart.
It bleeds in colors only visible to me...
I lay awake at night,
and scream your name...
Such a night should I change even more? So much is...
The days start to get colder and the light much...
The crisp cool air sooths and mildew forms on...
Again it comes...
The call of the void...
O Johnny, Johnny
these eggs are double yolked...
I stare at her toothbrush
on the bathroom counter. I wasn't planning...
How the softness of grief gives way to anger.
There is no crying but there is this feeling...
3-28-2024
I reached for the phone today...