there’s this gaping hole
in my heart
yet they never noticed I was
bleeding.
my heart bleeds
a mess of jumbled-up
sentences.
they tell me this
sadness is
temporary
yet I see it in their eyes
the
concern
as the therapist asks me about the past four years
as my heart bleeds
a mess of jumbled-up
sentences.
more medication, she says
as if chemicals and logic can cure
emotions
as if a pill can stop the bleeding
my heart bleeds
a mess of jumbled-up
sentences.
no words
can explain
my pain.
-Lucy
I close the windows
Lock the doors
Turn off the lights
I don’t ever want to leave this room.
I am tired of drowning
In a world
That has never prepared me to swim.
There are ten days left until the first day of my freshman year,
And I am fearful.
Fearful of drowning under the thrashing waves,
For I have been taught to survive
but never to truly live.
One day,
you will feel pain so excruciating it becomes abstruse. You will feel numb, detached from the world, lost in a void of darkness.
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