Alone
Alone.
Feels like red hot needles on bar skin.
Burns.
Rips my heart apart
And leaves me bleeding.
Sounds like an empty echo
Of a faltering heartbeat.
My heart’s slowly stopping,
It’s no longer beating for you.
Alone.
Tastes like – regret.
Together
Together.
Feels like hands wrapping around my throat,
Cutting off my air.
Chokes.
Squeezes the life out of me
And leaves me cold and gasping.
Sounds like my breathing slows
With every rise and fall,
I’m dying.
Together.
Feels like – dying.
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