Vice grip pressure on my heart
Jagged breathing holding back
Pain crystallizing into my bones
Every joint resists movement
Worm holes in my brain
Eyes that are open but cannot see
Thoughts punctuated with flashes of odd interruptions
Simple, everyday words can't form unretrievable from somewhere unknown
Pulsing pain radiating off my shoulders
Spine and backbone refusing to be supportive
Nerves misfiring sending heat and electricity up and down my arms and legs
Hands and feet made from concrete completely useless
Digestive system revolting
Sleep brings no relief
Need to slog on through the day
No time to crash
Enter depression and insurmountable fatigue
The perfect storm of emotions and stress erupting throughout my physical body
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Inner Ugliness
PoetryA compilation of raw poetry that I have written spontaneously without editing myself.
