Drop yourself into the embrace of oblivion.
Not knowing the lasting of your sorrow but knowing that it is embedded within you.
Stop communication because your vocal cords are tied into a complex knot.
One that’s just too hard to untie, like the converse across the room that are drenched in memories that you’d like to forget.
Leave behind memories of love and laughter, because even good thoughts can make your heart shatter like a glass mirror, only the bad luck seems like it will last forever.
Close the blinds and ascend into the darkness of the room.
There no time exists, no light comforts–
The darkness just nestles you within its arms and makes a lonesome child want to stay longer.
Bring yourself up from under the cloud like a comforter that touches your skin so softly it makes you feel like they’re still there.
Fall back into the mattress that has outlined the shape of your body like a crime scene.
Even though the only crime is that you allowed yourself to love.
Scream into the pillow that muffles out the pain that has inhabited itself deep within your chest pulling at your heart and lungs.
Rip at your hair and skin begging to God to take it all away. Then cry as you question if He’s even there.
GET UP from the bed and take two steps towards the door before collapsing onto the hardwood floor that is no longer lava but a deep ocean that submerges you within its body.
Wake up from the floor and do it all over again until the loss is not forgotten but accustomed into your body.
