I’m broken, sat head down.

Trying to breathe. Anxious is my middle name.

The man in black blowing in my face

Is as real as you are.

The chatter in my mind never ceases,

never slows, never stops.

Hopelessness engulfs.

All the while you enjoy your newfound freedom.

Hero of the hour

While I sit here

Broken

Like the pieces in a jigsaw box