Wednesday 7/15/2020 11:06:00 PM

your tomorrows all poisoned. your yesterdays all hollowed out. blood stumbles through bent veins. flesh chokes on the little bits of life that remain. 

no more some days. condemned to the prison of your body. the mind screams, but no sound escapes. 

she searches, but cannot find the surface. I grab her hand, but she's too heavy to pull up. 

the end is a constant. a slow larceny of dignity. 

we're forced to die so many times before they allow it. she waits in her bell jar. watching. unable to see. smaking sounds no one can hear. she suffocates in the aftermath. a voice deprived of words. 

I give her mine, but they're not enough. 

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