swim.

the weight of your words weighs heavy on my chest.

and my chest is just a hollow pillow for your weary head.

and i know it would be better to get some rest,

to lay this night to bed.

but my eyes are wide open.

caffeine turning me outside in.

and i haven’t eaten today so you called me thin.

i haven’t slept well since i don’t know when.

ive been too busy etching these words onto my skin.

making sense of what could have been.

too afraid to drown so ill never swim.

too afraid to dream so ill never sleep.

all these things i thought of never came to be.

always trying to touch the things i cannot reach.