These Times

Emotions, thoughts, and gasps of breath

My mind holds onto you like an old friend

Please don't let this be my sudden death

I'm hoping I will see you in the end

Darling my heart is glass, and breaking still

Why does everyone continue to doubt this pain?

My mind is holding me against my will 

All these silent thoughts piercing my brain

That rosebush we planted, is now wilted

The petals now have all blown away

Only broken memories tend to stay quilted

We're now all living in the dog days