I Felt Haunted
The pain doesn’t hurt the same. I thought maybe we drifted away. His words allowed me to accept what I can’t change. And maybe you would want me to feel the same

I brushed off the worst I’ve ever felt. Do you even care at all? Do you even care at all?

At my last gasping breath, in this hospital bed, have I been fulfilled? Was it all worth it? Blood, sweat and tears to these repressed thoughts of the last x amount of years. All these days I spent thinking of the end, about death, and losing all my friends

Another year and I’m staring at the ceiling. All alone, I feel your ghost leaving. I am watching you stare at what isn’t there, and for once, I wish I felt haunted