Chaos

My eyes hurt
I scrunch then up but it doesn't work
They're burning
Tears spring to my eyes and I close them
Purple and green swirling around in an amoeba of thoughts
The nebula of my brain creeps out of my head and onto the floor
And I open my eyelids.
Deep breath.
Slow down.
Is this the meaning of chaos?

NiñaEstrella

VT

15 years old

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