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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