Today,
My heart hurts when I wake up in the morning.
Alone.
Feet cold on the marble floor.
This morning, I am missing my heart.
The beat has died, but a hand squeezes it awake.
Ropes lift my unforgiving eyelids.
Swollen because of the raging river below.
If I rewind to day 1,
I can tell you the exact week, the exact day,
The exact hour, the exact moment,
This pain started.
I was whole, I was a blazing sun.
Alone in the endless empty space.
And a single planet decided to collide.
And take some of my fire with him.
But it was me who had decided,
To give a part of me away.
Now, I stand on only one leg.
I can’t run, but I can’t stay.
And this disease has spread to my head.
The tangled hair covers the empty scalp.
Logic has creeped out my ears,
And the meaningless words have begun to crawl in.
I have given myself away,
To see the grass grow in my neighbor’s yard.
Love is about giving,
But how much is there to give,
When you are barely there?