My skin is suffocating.
The weight of muscle and fat lie heavy on my organs.
The lack of space between nerve and bone is undeniably constricting.
I am trapped in this body.
Under flesh and blood
I am gasping for air,
to no avail.
I wish for nothing more than to break apart my sternum
and step out of this form.
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 4:56 PM UTC
My skin is suffocating.
The weight of muscle and fat lie heavy on my organs.
The lack of space between nerve and bone is undeniably constricting.
I am trapped in this body.
Under flesh and blood
I am gasping for air,
to no avail.
I wish for nothing more than to break apart my sternum
and step out of this form.
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