TRYING

I am trying
To feel anything but broken.
Anything but the emptiness,
Anything but the ache you left.

I am trying
To pretend I know how to fill my lungs 
With something other than you.
To close my eyes and refuse to see
All we were and could yet be.

I am trying
To not feel you grow 
Under the soil of my skin.
To not let you creep in,
And appease me with dead ground. 

I am trying.
To act like I know where I am
Though the worlds been pulled from me,
And I’m left without the map we made
As we explored each other’s skin. 

I’m trying.
I promise I am trying.