Feeling the tremble to my very bones.
Not the sweet kind..
Numb, raw and feeling exposed are my nerves,
No matter how much I hold myself, or rest my face in my hands..
Emotionally and physically I feel myself struggling to pick back up,
Stronger is my sense of gravity..
Walking off cliffs.
Taking a deep breath and holding on to myself,
The counter, the wall, this pillow...
My heart..
A.S.
Not the sweet kind..
Numb, raw and feeling exposed are my nerves,
No matter how much I hold myself, or rest my face in my hands..
Emotionally and physically I feel myself struggling to pick back up,
Stronger is my sense of gravity..
Walking off cliffs.
Taking a deep breath and holding on to myself,
The counter, the wall, this pillow...
My heart..
A.S.
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