I sit with lessening hope

I feel suffocated

I can’t help but choke

I don’t get it.

It doesn’t make sense.

I can feel bitterness forming in my eyes

Cold.

I can’t breath,

My face is hot.

Scenes rush by the window.

Memories rush by when I close my eyes.

Tears.

The door slammed shut,

But I’m still outside.

The windows are locked.

The bitterness fades slowly from my eyes,

Void of emotion

Filled with missed opportunity, regret.

No control.