The bottle drops perfectly to the floor.

it’s hollowness makes an aching noise
as the last pill taunts me.

I want to be numb.
refuse to feel anything while my tears
sting my face, forcing me to notice.
but my wrists ache too much.

everything slows down.
the world dissolves.

I see flashbacks like a movie. one
scene at a time.

.two years old.
.five years old.
.nine years old.

and now.

I just want to lay on the ground. I
want to feel the coldness and emptiness
engulf me. its all I know.

im fading

from a distance I could hear the vague echoes of a siren disturbing
the night’s silence.

I still had her picture pressed against
my chest.

its what kept me going all those other
times. touching the paper face wishing
I could bring her to life.

heart beats settle into oblivion.
I cant hear anything other than hospital
noise and panic.

her voice drowns out the world
and it lingers in my ears

“I LOVE YOU DADDY”

but I cant hold on anymore.
her face is turning darker with
crimson puddles.

I cant hold on anymore.

everything f a d e s.
everything f a d e s.
away.

and I am awakened with cold metal
against my chest forcing me to breathe.


I look up, but...


They don’t know I buried my heart in
her coffin.