A myriad of emotions thrumming through the chest, A caged feral creature never known how to rest. A compilation for anyone that's felt emotions Red and Burning and did'nt know how to set them down. The words here are raw and potent. A story of healing, not in a linear form but in mosaic. You cannot help but look in the mirror and ask, Did you see yourself? To remind you that healing is not linear and nor is trauma, The words embrace the imperfect, and the nature of grief and love to co-exist.
please be anything but pain
The voices chuckle when i say i'm hurting.
"you,'re not"
I insist i am, what else can this be?
"not pain"
"not pain"
this weariness claws at my insides as they go-
"anything but pain"
melancholy creeps in, takes over.
"you're still steady"
"you're still steady"
this time i nod.
