yellow bird

today i feel empty

and lonely

and unhappy.


i wait for a yellow bird.

i’ll be okay.


“Going nowhere. Everything is wrong.”

Do you know what it’s like to prepare for your own death?
Do you know what it’s like to watch everyone watch you die, unknowingly?

I’ve spent all my years hanging on with whatever hope; however small, however big.
Now I’ve had enough.
I spend the last year accepting that the end is near.
And peace overwhelms me.