it only hurts to breathe
Current mood:
I heard the fragile crack
the breath that stung so sweet
it reminded me not to move
moving makes the pain cling tighter+
and the breath harder to take
I opened my front door
think I might be able to stand tall today
a piece fell to the ground and shattered
and reminded me to turn around
we aren't ready yet
Faking those smiles to those who pass
they must see through this tenuous veil
I was never good at it;
pretending.
I try to rest my head,
try to forget this ache.
But I moved too soon,
and breath left too quick.
Maybe tomorrow pain will loosen it's grip.
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