Randomly, I'll remember
bits and pieces of it...

What I miss the most
is finally feeling safe enough...

[trigger/content warning]
Waking up suicidal...

what happens when you hit rock bottom
not once, but twice...

I told her it's like going through a breakup, or...
It's not so much that I miss him, or the way I...

I have accepted you,
not as an inglorious extension...

there are frantic attempts to
fill the blank spaces...

and it all comes back
when red and blue flash...

drifting
with no destination in mind...

Am I sick of life
or sick of myself...

I'll be here,
whatever "here" means...

it's not enough to write about the loneliness...
or conjure metaphors that will be accurate enough...