This poem is pretty short and might be kinda hard for you guys to understand but its how i was feeling
Joy.
slowly escapes as you remind me of the truth
Art.
a form of expression. and distraction
Mine.
despite everything this fact still remains. you will never be.
Enough.
for you. for her. but for me?
Sleep.
my last attempt at removing you. but here you are
here i am
you. me. us.
Her.
