Goodbye discernment

The line between sadness and

 empowerment is razor thin 

 a tight rope I walk 

Some days I can balance 

really well 

But Some days I keep falling off 

Toppling to the ground below 

A pancake

a red stain

Some days sitting with your

 absence 

is so thick

I cannot breathe 

I scream and claw 

at the memory of you 

Your hands 

Your smile 

The way you made me feel 

But Some days I see your empty

 parking spot

 And smile 

Happy for you

Excited that you found something 

A skip in your step 

But some days I wish things were different 

Wish I was different

Wish you were different 

We were different 

This was different 

Most days

I wish