do your lungs fill with moths girl,

are you made only

of midnight hours

or does the sun also shine

in those hollow bones?

are you happy little girl,

or have your veins sunk

and hid beneath the creaking floor?

is there dust under your eyes

that makes you weep

and scream at night?

are you lonely child,

does it break your heart

to have lost so much?

or are you tired

of not finding what

you were meant to have?

tell me, my love

why have you lost the will to feel

have you misplaced the pieces

that make you stand on two feet?

come here child,

no one will judge

I know that your insides

are twisted and bend

I know that you struggle

because you have given up

shhh, no need to speak

I know that for now

and for some time more

you will remain

feelingless

and that’s alright

now for those short breaths

that leave you in the flood

of salty tears

that’s also fine

just give yourself a permission

to stop for a while

silence in your soul

is also a thing

a feeling made of whispers

but you’re still there

a little quieter

a little colder

on a break from everything

but still you

still so you

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They sit across me in the bright orange seats

One wears a yellow hat and has sparkling eyes,

The other darts his eyes from the menu to the foggy window;

The door swings open and a man comes barging in

"Where is he?" rages the beet faced hulk,

I turn back to face my table,

and there lies a yellow hat

and the only other people who were here-are gone.