Longer Stays

I can live with my cat

For two years+ alone

I can tell you goodbye,

After you come to lunch.


With each hour it gets harder.

Goodbye after 24 makes my tongue a brick full of needles.

Needles that cannot sew my tears inside.

Goodbye is every fear,

Every pain,

And every tension

That never goes away.

Every bout of major depression, on its worst day,

Rise back up

To choke the wind out of me

For hours and days

After I’m already blue.

I tell my self this too shall pass

I will become strong enough one day

To make this pain no more than a flicker

But each goodbye, punches back up to remind me who I am.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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