Exit Plan

Seems like it's the time of day
To ignore what we became
Letting go is so hard

Photographs have always been
Just another exit plan
Do I owe you something?

I have stayed in bed for weeks
Haven't slept, just imagining
How to find exception

I can't count on anything
Certainly not my own strength
Not used to feeling helpless

Now the instincts have kicked in
I wish for exoskeleton
To protect from my own

Never-ending futile tries
And attempts to internalize
What has proven so hard

You are my world
So long, so long