The right words do not exist
to explain this hole in my chest.
The waves crash and pull
and I can barely stay afloat,
drowning slowly
in its monstrosity.
How can I describe this heartache?
Except to say I feel it in my fingertips,
I feel it in my bones.
Missing you is all consuming
without reprieve.
An endless hallway
and locked doors.
There is no sun, the stars all hide.
I'm in a vast emptiness.
I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way