questions

Me and my crystals and my
wine.

My feelings are so fucking loud I can’t
drown
suffocate
forget
leave behind.

Everything sticks to me
good
and bad.

It permeates my skin it
forms my being.
I am an amalgamation of my experiences.

Balance balance balance!!!!
All I seek is balance.

No wait

all I seek is to be seen…..
understood.

What do you do when the one person
who
SAW
you
is gone forever?

It all comes back to fucking
you.

At least I am justified in my obsession
a part of me always knew I’d lose
you.

Why couldn’t you be stronger?
Why do I have to be the one to survive
over and over again

The men in my life simply
expire
without any answers for their emotional turmoil

One day……

well I dare not say.