My elongated reflection

Quietly diminishing

This

Is all that I’ve ever known.

Looking down

Wet black strands

Clouding my vision

I can’t look at you.

This lump is choking me

But no tears.

Just this dark, dense misery.

This lukewarm coldness

That no amount of pillows can hug away.

Ominous calmness.

Scribbling to this lonely song.

The air empty and stale.

I wish

I could just erase

Every hurtful moment

Every bitter feeling

Every hopeful night under the covers.

I wish

This lump would go away.