Evermore

Longing to cry

but my eyes are like dry wells

remembering when they could pool and puddle

but now hold nothing

Longing to feel

but my chest is an empty cave

hallow and barren as an empty grave

wishing even for death

Longing to reach out

but my hands feel only nothingness

haunted by what was

and will never be again

Longing to be whole

but I shatter piece by piece

watching as the parts of me flee

I don’t even want to be a part of me