Apple Butter

I do not know
Who else to ask through the
Layers of smoke and haze

How do I let this go?

How do I stop the drowning of thoughts
The need to burn away a feeling
Only to exhale regrets
Only to pay for it in the morning

When did it all become so painful?
Why is this all I can feel?

The outer shell is all stone
"I'm okay, I'm fine"

Not that you really cared
To begin with

Just the idea of caring
Was enough to feel good
About yourself