slipping away

some days, i’m a ghost

i drift through crowds and pass through people

and no one sees me

and no one hears me

and i’m surrounded by talking and laughter

but i’m not there

i’m nowhere

there’s nowhere left to be

there’s nothing left of me

and everyone keeps talking

and nothing makes any sense

and who even am i

and why can’t i be who i used to be

i miss her

there’s so much noise

please i want to be alone

please i don’t want to be lonely

there’s so much energy

and it aches, to know i once had it too

i wonder what went wrong

i wonder if anything did

there’s so much. too much

i don’t have that much left in me

and everyone keeps talking and laughing and being

and i just keep slipping away