n u m b
Sometimes crying becomes a challenge,
Bought on by the numbness which takes over me.
The numbness that captures me from time to time.
It brings me into a state of solitude,
With an aching pain in the chest.
The physical difficulty to breathe,
The shriveled breathes I take.
The silent screams I make.
YOU ARE READING
Girl Underwater
Teen Fiction~Deeply swallowed into the wrath of guilt, the tidal waves of pain. Waves that slowly sip you in. Gulping each detail, each emotion. Everything you've ever thought that weighed you down drowns you now.~
