We breathe the same air,
yet I am the one suffocating.
How is it that you can fill
your lungs with such ease
while mine burn and bellow
in agony?
Month: August 2024
Drops
Language
We existed together as witty innuendos
and double entendres.
Our sarcasm became blatant
and often drifted to the edge of indecency.
Yet that was our language...
Smart yet immature.
Intelligent yet crude.
But now our once familiar language
has been translated into something so vastly foreign and incomprehensible to me.
The banter I loved now lost.
Our words polite and mediocre at best.
Deteriorating
Silken strands cling to my fingers
each time I touch my hair.
Evidence of my stress has begun
to reveal itself as fine blonde filaments
fall from their follicles.
My anxiety now deteriorating
more than just the inside of my head.
Final
When we said goodbye,
I didn't think it would be final.
I truly thought that I would be back
and that you would still be waiting.
If I would have known,
I would have held you just a bit longer.
Milestones
Sometimes I wish to tell you
about these milestones,
yet within these times
you no longer hold a place.
You no longer deserve
any acknowledgement
or notification
of my accomplishments.
Yes, you were there
at the beginning...
But the rest of the journey
has solely been mine.
AO Poetry 
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