Blasting in my ears,
Hiding the whimpers of my sobs.
Scattered all around the room,
Not even leaving a path for someone to walk.
Trying to get into the room to help,
But all I want is to be alone.
Soaking wet, but I don’t
Want to lift my head up.
I don’t have the energy to get up,
I feel as if I might never get it back.
Even though I feel like a mess,
I should know, it’s for the best.