I decided to come home and cry,
but then I realized I didn’t know where home is.
I could put down all my morbid dark thoughts down,
I still come back to empty walls.
Do people even realize, the aching gaping holes they leave behind,
come and haunt me, unsettling.
I think and think, ‘today is going to be awesome’
then the memory of us takes over.
i can hear only silence, the swishing winds blowing,
for the weather is nice, i have no-one to share with.
loneliness is a silent killer,
it took my insides,
and left me
leaves my body through my eyes.