It’s not that I’m sad
It’s not that I’m angry
It’s not that I’m upset
I don’t mean to not care
I want to, really I do
I just don’t
I can feel myself wanting to care
But falling just short
So, I feel empty
So much of the time
I feel like I’ve flatlined
But no one knows
And I’m supposed to be
The positive one
The cheerful one
So I play my part
Like an actress in a play
And feel nothing
A walking corpse
But they tell me I’m alive

I wonder who it must be between
Two lovers?
Surely some kind of King and Queen
A forbidden love perhaps?
I wonder what worlds they must come from
Different galaxies?
I wonder what was the outcome
Maybe a The-Spider-and-the-Butterfly type thing?
I wonder if I could find a love like theirs
A love, never-ending?
One without tears
Have I heard of one before?
Yes! I have heard
Of the Greatest of All Romance
A love most absurd
Between me and my king

You left me standing in the rain
What did I do to deserve this pain?
On the wet concrete
My tears dropped, my heart plummeted 10,000 feet
My coat wrapped around my soaked figure
My eyes trained on the last picture
I ever took with you
Nothing I could do
My love and the image, ruined
Dissolving in the sky’s fluid
Pick up my pace
Run out of your embrace
Into another, better, being
Someone who will help me see
Someone who won’t leave me falling
Who will not leave me weeping

As he left for war,
with fear galore.
On the lonely streets,
She waited.

  As he grew weary of walk,
  weary of war,
  & cursed his fate,
  She waited.

     As he dreamt of her,
     each forlorn night,
     when cold birthed frostbite,
     She waited.

        When winter approached,
        & food scarce,
        By the dying embers,
        She waited.
  
          As spring drew near,
          The springs in her heart
          grew weak. On her death bed,
          She breathes her last.

              With his hand in hers,
               He waited.

I cause

Eyes to turn to glass
Lungs to be unable to contract

Hearts to cease to beat
Bodies to be unable to hold heat

Muscles to relax
Faces to sag

Hands to become useless
Legs to become motionless

What/Who am I?

Do you ever feel
Like
   you
      might
         be
            falling?
Do you ever think
                            That
                         you
                     won't
                   be
             able
          to
      get
  back
up?
Fight that feeling
A
n
d
And take the
                    st
                    ai
                  ­  rs
                      to the top floor.