3 A.M.

Feb 22

Alive
Breathing
Heart still beating.
Good.

Alone
Wheezing
Heart still aching.
Not so good.

They all say isn't it nice to be
Alone for once?
A chance to regroup, clear your mind?

I cannot agree—I've lost my mind
I'm not the happy camper
Everyone believed me to be.

Alone
Wheezing
Heart still aching.
Not so good.

Alive
Breathing
Heart still beating.
Good.

Awake
Dreaming
Veins still bleeding.
Neither bad, nor good.

This is the hour
This is the moment.
Becoming resigned
To the idea of you never being
Mine.

Withdrawal