You don’t forget that-
That feeling of your world ending,
& day after day
You can described every detail
As if it were happening now.
The endless thoughts of why.
The way your eyes looked as you cried-
But the pit of your stomach,
Nothing lined up,
The world stopped making sense.
Your shirt becomes drenched,
But wiping the tears away doesn’t deter them from coming back.
Actually needing somebody.
You don’t forget that.
The mark of that memory doesn’t fade.
And you don’t want it to.
Because although nobody sees that scar but you,
It reminds you.
That you’re human.
And while you have more nights feeling nothing
But the space between you and the ceiling,
And you’re capable of feeling.