What have you done to me?

My stomach in knots

Chest hollow, heart constricted

What have you done?

You have me searching for you

Every minute of every hour

Don’t do this to me

Quit confusing me

I thought I was done

I gave up on this

I said, “No more, not again.“

I’m tired of the anticipation

The waiting

The momentary weightlessness

Then the crushing fall

Choking disappointment

So please, I’m begging you

Stop

Because I can’t

On this runaway train

I will crash

Unable to brake

Hurtling headlong into something I can’t control

Terrified into eyes closed

Mouth open

Not in a scream

But a sigh

~ Quill x