My life is a blur.
I jump at every noise, in fear another part of me may break.
I take showers only because if I cry people won't notice.
The kind words from my friends only smear the stain you have placed on my heart.
My eyes are stormy. Filled with tears, but also anger, broiling up, leaving me afraid of what that might churn into.
Tornadoes of thoughts swirl my mind, and I am in the middle, just trying not to get pulled in.
