sometimes when healing
you must
sit with the hurt
dwell with the pain
but the hurt and pain are suffocating
and
i don't know how much longer
i can hold my breath
YOU ARE READING
thoughts at 4 am
Poetrythose random thoughts that keep you up at night as you toss and turn, putting up your fight
growing pains
sometimes when healing
you must
sit with the hurt
dwell with the pain
but the hurt and pain are suffocating
and
i don't know how much longer
i can hold my breath
