This heart of mine is barely pushing the air in my lungs because I'm dying darlin.
I'm coughing on all the old words and unfulfilled dreams. I'm suffocating in the loneliness.
I can't sleep but i'm still dreaming of you.
When they lay me to rest once and final, I will dream no more. All the the unspoken things will rise from my ashes in the form of wishes and they, not I will caress you. My empty and unfulfilled ambitions will trace your skin like a chill in the night, having never accompanied the warmth of your bed while I was living.
I'm drowning in my own shallow breaths and my thoughts pull me out to the abyss.
Tuesday, January 30, 2024
Cradle me away
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