It’s 3:28 a.m.

I’m lying here
Trying to dissect
My insides
While my insides
Dissect me
I’m fixated
On a ceiling
I have nothing invested in
(and I guarantee
it has nothing
invested in me)
When my eyes wander
My heart begins to break
Again
&
Again
&
Again
I can feel my breath
It moves in
And out
All too effortlessly
I’m aware
Suddenly
It quickens
I’m beginning
To lose control
I notice the clock
It reads 3:28
Why am I awake?
I notice the sheets
They touch my naked skin
Why am I alone?
I notice the clouds in the painting on the wall
Why do I feel empty?
Again
&
Again
&
Again
My eyes
Nearly swollen shut
A million memories
Grabbing hold
Seep into my skin
Tear open my bleeding brain
And present me
With a Plath like perspective
I am numb
I am tired
So I can’t keep up
I’m falling
So I catch myself
I look up
And I get lost
In a ceiling
Without investment
Or attachment
I drift
My breath
In and out
Again
&
Again
&
Again