Feelings *I grew life inside my body* *While my fears swarmed inside and devoured it.* *My hands move on their own accord* *Scratching my skin until it bleeds,* *Stretching out 'till it reached my spine.* *I heard the crack, and I feel it spreading all over my parts* *My nails started digging* *Broken lines on the back of my left hand* *and these angry teeth took over by pulling the skin out* *tearing it straight up to my shoulder.* *There's blood everywhere* *And my bones finally found their way to get out.* *So I started counting* *As they made their final relay.* *Ready set go.* *I, myself was their only audience,* *So I cheer them up,* *My voice is shaking* *Go, go, go.* *I scream " Go,* *run,* *leave." And I stopped.* *I feel the sting.* *And it started to contain me.* *I search where it came from.* *Not from my skin,* *Not from my bones,* *But from my throat* *From my last words.* *Go, run, leave.* *Then it finally hit me.* *I didn't realize that those words are more painful* *than the pain itself.* *I know from that moment as the tears blurred my eyes,* *And few of my words clogged my throat,* *Aside from my own pieces and skin and blood and bones,* *There's one thing I can't seem to let out,* *Feelings.*
afternoon cries
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