One word.
One word means everything.
One word means nothing.
One word tells you I’m not okay.
One word tells you I might not stay,
on this Earth.
A rebirth
is what I need.
I don’t care that I’m filled with greed
but I want you to know
as time grows
I’m falling apart.
Don’t make that remark
that makes me want to smile
because I’m DONE.
I’m done with life.
I’m done with death.
I’m done with seeing what comes next.
I want to know.
I want to sew
the piece on my life
back together
forever
but how can I do such an impossible thing
with no pieces surrounding me.
Which is why
I cry,
because this word is everything
yet it’s still nothing.
One word.
Help.