Seven months now

I’m counting down

And crying my heart out

In the meantime

Hood over my head

Sitting up in bed

Trying to distract myself 

From time’s cruelty

Salty tears might set back

My rigid skincare regimen

But I’d rather let them

Leave my body

‘Cause I’ve been numb
For the last eight days

And crying means 

I can acknowledge that I’m hurting