the slightest shift of mood
i respond
obstructing my ability to wait for the truth
my safe place overrides with useless headaches
overwhelming answers to my open-ended question
i unravel in a sea of emotions used in vain
knowing nothing matters
still the tears continue to dance down my inflamed, tender cheeks
ignorant to the rhythm arranged by my quivering exhale and sniveling inhalation.
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 9:44 PM UTC