I’m crying in the bathroom
staring at my wrists
not knowing what to do about life.

Nothing really happened
I just lost it, you know?

Well, he’s in the bedroom
putting on clothes
and leaving.

Thinking about all the other
more important
things that are going on.

There’s no knock at the door
no questions of am I okay
or can he help in any way.

There’s just silence
and a cry
as I stare questioning.

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