tired

i take a breath and drown

is this what it’s like to retire?

the sun cascading over the fence

but this time i do not chase it

what is the point if you no longer have a lover?

weep on my shoulder

it makes me feel less lonely

i don’t have much to say but

will you maybe hold me?

i ask too many questions

and i cry during the day

night time i’m so bitter

and i die right where i lay

haunt me til i’m out of luck

or haunt me til i bleed

i don’t want to go crazy

but i want something to need