Week 68

I feel myself getting sucked back in
Even though I never left

The hospital is cold and dry,
It makes my nose hurt,
My chest hurt.

My eyes ache
From holding tears back.
She asks me why,
I don't know why.
She asks me how,
I don't know how.
She asks me if she's alone,
And I tell her
Truly she isn't.
That much I know
Somehow
Even though mostly I know nothing
Except darkness
This same old darkness
 That threatens to close around my head
 And box me in.

I don't know what pushes me forward,
I only feel like I'm being pushed lower.