you might leave the world behind, but for everyone else the world left with you…🌷🤍 Inspo: @brooklyn skye #spokenpoetry #poetrytok #spokenword

The morning after you take your life will be like any other day. Your leftovers will sit in the fridge, your car keys in the drawer, and your phone on the charger. Acceptable have 17 unread messages from your mother, telling you that she was just giving you space that she didn't want to push, but she's here, she's always here, because you will always be her baby. The morning after you take your life, your brother will punch a hole in his wall, but he will never cry, because no one ever taught him how. Grief doesn't leak out of his eyes, it builds up in his fists. Your best friend will sit in your driveway for two hours, because she doesn't know how to walk into a world that doesn't include you. And the world will keep spinning, but not for them. For them, time will fold in, on itself, for them clocks will stop, your room will stay the same, your laundry will stay unfolded, your bed will stay unmade, like they're all just waiting for you to come home. And the food in the fridge will rot, will throw out the milk, then the eggs, then the leftovers, but not for weeks, not until they realize you're not just late. You're never coming back. Your car will stay in the driveway, no one will sell it, your shoes will stay by the door, no one will move them, your toothbrush, your jacket, your scent, all of it will live in your home longer than you ever thought you would. And you'll think you had no one, but you had everyone. You just couldn't see it through the darkness pressed against your eyelids, you just couldn't feel it, through the ache that weighed on your soul. The day after you take your life, your teacher will hand back the paper, you were sure you failed. The one you almost didn't turn in, turns out you got an A, and she wrote in the corner with messy handwriting. You have a voice I've never seen in someone so young. Don't ever stop writing, but you won't be there to read it. You won't know that your college acceptance letter was coming in the mail. You won't know that someone knew was about to sit next to you on the bus and that person would have become your best friend. You won't know that next month your favorite band is dropping an album that would have made you feel seen in a way nothing else ever has. You won't know that healing was already on its way, that the things breaking you were about to loosen their grip, that tomorrow might have been the day everything changed, but you weren't there to see it, because you might leave the world behind, but for everyone else, the world left with you.