dragging corpses of my past self with me
I’m like a walking graveyard
so many heartbreaks
maybe that’s what caused the real heartache
real heart problems
painfully reminding me of my mortality
showing me that even a long friendship can be a lie

I should burn myself to ashes
again
I’ve done it so many times
but now
I’m afraid
what if I don’t emerge and resurrect
what if I don’t recover
what if ashes are all that’s left of me