My eyes sting. I blink hard, grit my teeth,
Holding everything back.
I try to leave before it begins, but I can't
One look, and my barriers are broken.
The dam comes crumbling down.
I open my eyes,
Or the floodgates to my heart.
Silent screams escape my throat.
My face red with heat and hurt.
My lungs are pained.
I am shocked to my core
by
an unexpected and powerful
dry heave.
Nothing comes up
but feelings I thought had
long gone.
I wish this could be different,
I whisper.
Emotionless you reply,
but only with your eyes,
But it isn't, so...
Aug 21, 2012
Aug 21, 2012 at 2:21 AM UTC
My eyes sting. I blink hard, grit my teeth,
Holding everything back.
I try to leave before it begins, but I can't
One look, and my barriers are broken.
The dam comes crumbling down.
I open my eyes,
Or the floodgates to my heart.
Silent screams escape my throat.
My face red with heat and hurt.
My lungs are pained.
I am shocked to my core
by
an unexpected and powerful
dry heave.
Nothing comes up
but feelings I thought had
long gone.
I wish this could be different,
I whisper.
Emotionless you reply,
but only with your eyes,
But it isn't, so...
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