you are why

you are why my skin burns at the wrists
you are why my body feels like a house with empty rooms
cobwebs gathering in the halls
mice chewing through the walls

you are why

you are why my thoughts race
you are why my pulse flows sluggish, thick
i know my blood only pretends to be blue
when i am without you

you are why

you are why my heart threatens to stop
you are why it doesn’t
the rhythm goes on under my skin
stretching my ribcage thin