Ghosted

Slowly going under,

the type of high my mind craves

you could no longer see me spill my words.

My peace interrupted,

eyes swelling with water.

I became a ghost to you.

Every minute of every day,

I will never be the same.

Just lying there alone.

Overthinking, filled with words.

Head in the clouds

in places you'll never see.

Always end up

trying to write

about a love

that never existed.