Crying

Dying inside

Sobs heaving oh so silently from somewhere deep and scared 

Lines of wet regrets trickle their way down my face

And quiet gasps for air occasionally surface when I remember to breathe

Pain that runs through my entire body

From my heart and my head come the pain

Just a little reminder 

Of what answer less questions can do to you 

They torture you 

torment you 

Make you doubt yourself 

And they despise you 

Always finding a way to wrench your wound open again

And pour lemon juice and salt water lies all over it

Making you try to scream out in pain

But all you can do is cry

Curl up into a ball on your bed.

And cry.

 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker