to late at night
sleepless and useless
yesterday was a significant day
but no longer mine to acknowledge.
so right now
I am on the edge of the end of the day
this today is still my yesterday
stretching wearily into the sleepless night.
Her clock tics
I know not how
and mine is fast approaching
It is only the rhythm of my longing for her still.
The death of us is sinking so slowly into me
and the now is impossible to savage
I am broken here in this broken place
only attracting brokenness to me.
I am trying to let go
but my body hurts
and all that i do seems to accomplish nothing
I still keep crying from time to time.
like
right now.