Poetry

Suspended

I keep your old shirt by my bedside

I still hear you laugh in my dreams

When I'm home alone, I hear you

Stopping in, just to check on me

And when I think back

When I go there

I can't help but to think

That we aren't supposed to be here

Because we were so good together

We had the best intentions

We gave it all up

Now we are stuck here

Suspended

Barely breathing anymore

I wait behind

My closed door

And I can't help but think

That maybe there was something 

I should have said, should have done

But that's done now

So I'll sit here, with your shirt in my hand

Thinking about the last time

I held your hand instead

Suspended

You've got your hooks in me

So deep

They hook my heart

They won't let me sleep

I toss and I turn,

Haunted by all these memories

Because

When I think back 

When I go there

You always haunt me

But you're never there

I am

Suspended

In thin air

Hanging off your hooks

I'm barely there

Barely breathing

Hardly sleeping

This is a dead end

Suspended