She

By K T   

She says hi
And suddenly I can't breathe.
What day of the week
Is it? I can barely see

My future
Used to be in front of me.
Now I'm somewhere
Where flowers no longer smell sweet.

You thought this was a love letter
To a special she?
Maybe one that left me?

No, this note is addressed
To the person I used to be,
Before she.

She lives in me
every day of the week.
Holding me underwater,
I can barely breathe.

They say "go to therapy"
But I can't speak
The words:
"This is a war between me and me",

"My mind and body are no longer free"
And
"Somebody please teach me
How to be happy..."

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