letters to a ghost: #1

do you know what it means to have a wound that never heals?

a cut that always bleeds, bleeding through every band aid

left for dead, growing weak, your loving drained me, scarred, i rarely speak

i don't know if this is a mountain or a molehill either way i’m at the peak

and falling.

like the stones i’m rolling

your corpse is calling

maybe if i finally pick up, the blood will stop flowing.