just read my heart since its words get confused when they leave my mouth

dysphoria

This whole in my chest feels like the
Grand Canyon
And this feeling in my throat
makes the air that I breathe
seem a little more poisonous
than before
I can't understand
why I feel the way I do;
To want to rip my body to shreds
the way the carrion birds do
to scraps that are unwanted
- dysphoria