I have lost my mind.
My clarity, my sanity.
He decided he was too good to stay with me any longer.
I have lost my lungs.
"I cannot support you anymore,"
They informed me one day,
Walking out of my life, leaving me struggling to find air.
I have lost my sanity.
Yes, I am going crazy.
Unable to breathe, unable to continue going on with life.
Unable to stop the pain.
I have lost my heart.
He stood up on two feet and walked out, leaving my body abandoned,
He said he was tired of being with me.
I have lost myself.
Who I had become,
Who I was becoming.
My soul wandered into the pits of Tartarus.
I have found pain.
Suffering,
Banging my head against the wall as I find tears I never knew I had.
I have found depression.
The pain becoming too much to bear,
Driving me to instability.
Unable to support myself without feeling like falling over from the weight of the world upon my shoulders.
I have found heartache.
I have found abandonment.
I have found myself.
I have found myself in this world of melancholia.
In this world of pain and abandonment.
I have found my lungs, as I scream for you to come back.
Come back to me so I can
Find myself.