“Coping”

Don’t ask me if I’m coping

Photo by Anaya Katlego on Unsplash

Don’t ask me how I’m coping
Or if I’m still hoping

Truth is I’m broken
Choking
On tears
Nothing but anger and grief growing
In my heart
Rotting
From the inside
People still ask me
How I’m still alive
How I’m still alright
I don’t know
I don’t know
How are you still asking
When I don’t know