Nights When A Bed Can’t

A person can only take so much loss, before they become loss. Nights when a bed can't even comfort you, much less keep you laying down. There is a time for love, a time to leave, to stay, and a time to completely let go. There will come a day when you have to choose what's more important between self love and love for another. Never forgetting what pain looks and feels like in the middle of each night. How it feels to crawl out of your own skin, just to escape what is held within. A billion emotions starving; craving for any truth. Leaving this life you only have now for something deemed better takes courage, and a resisting urge to fall right back into what you believed to be who you once were. One word away from being yourself. Growing into everyone you've encountered. I am you, we are each other. Your name sounds completely different today, a voice gone underground, still shaking the core of who it is I remain without you.