Can’t breathe.
Memories haunt.
Pictures swarm.

How much longer?

Each day is a battle.
Each night is a war.

Can’t speak.
Tears cloud.
Sickness forms.

Build me up.
Break me down.

You’re gone.

I’m here.
But not for long.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s