Yesterday I took the long way home. I slipped through the valley and wondered what would happen if I closed my eyes and let the wind guide me home. It’d be a beautiful ending, but I know finality isn’t my decision. Sunlight caught the top of your headstone as I drove up. I let the spirits greet me and introduced myself like how you once taught me. I hope they’re keeping you company. These things are strange. They don’t add up. It’s peaceful and agonizing and breathtaking and suffocating all at once. It’s being human. My soul yearns to float amongst peace- a part of me left with you that morning and I’ve been hungry for it ever since. Now I walk around with a hollowed out heart that beats too fast when I talk about you. I fill the emptiness with as much love and care and laughter as I have left. I carry on and on and on and on, just how you begged me to. -AMT©️

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AMT WRITING

Original writings about mental health and the challenges of being human.