Never-ending

It is not enough
to be here
if I am not alone

If I live in a shadow
so help me
I’d rather just go home

some part of me is starving
getting scraps when you are fed
I am not owed anything
I can’t be loved for what I bring
There’s nothing here and this drought is never-ending

tell me how to feel
numbness isn’t
worth this anymore

I don’t know
how I
even got this far

most of me is too far gone
being pushed towards an edge
I am not owed anything
If I can’t be loved for something
then I’ll be nothing at all
and you can have me

you can have me