is that word loss again
it never leaves
and it defines
defines how i grieve

when the days felt young
remember?
simple times
buried in so much sadness

i am just wary,
that,
should i fall apart

i feel better
when i put it into words
sentences,
well, they do not feel like a sentence

i know people
more than they know
and more,
than they would care to admit

hold on…
did we just fall out of the sky
as we pulled the chord on our parachute
just hoping we could fly

in an utterly selfish way
and without,
pushing myself
in a shining light
i feel like,
i fall into the background

i want to wreak havoc –
on the damage done to me
i want to tear out the wires
and the way i think

you know, places like –
memory town
where it is just too much
and a place of long lost bets

perhaps,
i should have –
never written it down
my life
that is