Why I Can't Get Out of Bed

I can't reach the pieces

to stitch together

my broken heart.

You came and you left,

like a thief in the night.

I can't draw back the curtains

enclosing the darkness

in my silent room.

You made my world brighter

and now I can't face the sun,

knowing the light of my world

left.

No words.

No reason.

No goodbyes.

Nothing but me and my messy thoughts.

Tears flowing,

showering me in the pain.

You didn’t stay.

But the heartache does.

So I will too,

here in my bed.