in circles
like I'm lost
and this world
is far too much
to handle.
But how do I tell him
that I need him?
That I am drowning slowly
and need a hand to save me.
How do I tell you?
That each breath
feels like my last.
I am all choked up on
each and every goodbye
Because some days I wish
I had the courage to mean it.
To let it go.
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