I Am Weary Poem by kristina k

I am so weary.
I am weary of the things that gather dust on the shelves.
I am weary of trying to make sense of them at all.
A year has gone by,
Or maybe even more.
Everything remains exactly where it was.

These clothes -
They grate on my eyes.
I want to hide, to run away,
To not see all of this anymore:
The winter coats, the fur,
The running shoes, the hoodies.
It all speaks of you.

I've turned it over in my mind so many times,
But now the memories are starting to fade.
How we laughed together,
How we lived together.
I'm terrified I'm beginning to forget
Who you were, who I was...

I am weary.
I am weary of these things on the shelves,
But I can't put them away.
They are all I have left of you.