Burning Lungs

i sit in a room,

with only one heartbeat.

no more beeping machines,

random strangers demanding odd things.


now i’m alone,

without your breath.

just the ringing in my ears,

a death shawl to cover the emptiness.


i’d thought seeing you here

was overwhelming in my chest.

all the wires hooked to you,

i’d cry with air burning my lungs.


now i see nothing of you here,

but my chest still hurts.

i guess deep breaths take up

far more space than silence.

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