Falling away,
I breathe.
My words…
are. broken. cut.
I can’t speak. eat.
or sleep.
And if I write,
I may write lies.
And lie there alone,
counting. sheep.
One. Two. Three.
as I close my eyes
for the
very. last. time.
No longer able to breathe,
I am still
falling. away.
And the tears still swim
down my face.
Every. Night.
And I realize. now.
I have…
lost. my. place,
and the ability to.
contemplate.
what. it. is.
about. your. life.
that makes me engage
in. conversation.
with. you.
And then. I noticed.
your. smile.
and then I knew…
If only.
you. knew. too.
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