Some days make me want
to disappear so completely
that even my memories can’t find me.
Not because I want to leave,
but because I’m exhausted
of holding the same thoughts,
the same pain,
the same version of myself
that keeps trying to be okay.
I don’t want the world to end.
I just want a place
where nothing is expected of me,
where I can set everything down
for a while,
and remember what it feels like
to simply exist.