(April 12th,2024)
I wear my pain around my wrist like a bracelet
I act like every word
I spew is just another way to face it
When the cracks of light appear
I do everything in my power
To obsess about the wicked ideations of every
Simple situation
I don't know how to breathe in this world
Some days
It feels like every step is harboring a sink hole
My kind of luck would fall into
And completely disappear
And every scream for help
Would be muffled as the world
Goes on without me
