Monday, September 21, 2020

Fuck you for doing this to me

There's a stage of heartbreak

When it feels physical

Like someone tore open your skin

And pulled out a still

- although barely -

Pulsating organ

You feel this so deep within you

That you must lie down

Focus on your breath

Press a fingernail

Into your wrist

Pull off clumps of hair

To remind yourself that

As the pain glows like embers

In the fresh cavity in your chest

You are still alive

You have not been spared

Shown any mercy

By this unkind universe



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