WAIWIA?

i think i am too much

too much for me

too much for everyone

too much for no one

right at that vacant corner

of my dark, soulless room

i lay, head up

at a sky

filled with millions

of promises

my eyes welled up

fear swallowing them

whole

terrified of what passed

and of what is to come

clueless, too

for the longest time,

i longed for being held

but now even

the frailest of arms

will break me

a million reasons why

i am too much