Shallow breaths, blurring vision,
hoping and aching and petrified in pain
trying hard not to love you
but these efforts go in vain.
Strangled words, half-written letters
trying to write you away,
silence glimmers, irony laughs,
on paper you can’t stay away.
Immortalised in ink
memorised in syllables
every stroke is a thought of you
relief in these words – so minimal.
Wish I could stop, not feel
pretend i’m fine and pain never existed
this love is blinding, so paralysing
can’t breathe ’cause I’m addicted.