i reach out to you in the astrals, for if I were to reach out through portals i’d fall, too quickly back into admitting that i’m missing you versus trying to (s)wallow it all down with burning alcohol and cheap medicine medicine of the soul, now and I pray that healing begins (And it does, but not without the pain that beats deep in my chest, so I can no longer breathe). inhale. release. inhale, exhale deep.











