10:48 a.m.
November 27, 2018
A longing grows deeper within my chest
Even still here I feel I am a stranger within my own head
My thoughts are crowding me
My own heart is receding from my view
Yet he stands so close to me
Almost whispering for me to hear but never enough for me to listen
I don’t know how we ended up here
Nor do I know where I can go
My wings are melting
I’m afraid I’m flying too close to the sun
My skin begins to turn black
My hair the same
All the while my heart attempts
To beat again
And out of him I heard a cry
But he never turned to me
He didn’t even see me die

