I Tell People I'm Fine

I tell people I'm fine whenever they ask questions

It's easier to just avoid suspicions

Why should I tell them I can't sleep at night?

Why should I admit the pain feels inescapable?

I feel like I'm drowning

Suffocating

I can't get out of this spiral

I tell people I'm moving on

That I'm getting on with my life

Why should I tell them I still cry at night?

Why should I admit I'd give anything to have at least one day back?

Some days I feel lighter

Like I can survive without her

But others all I see is black

So I tell people I'm fine

It's easier to lie

But it feels like a knife

I feel like I'm dying inside