the floor tasted like gravel
gritty, cold, & harmful.
the room spun like delicate
threads of sugar as i sat up
slowly. my head pounded
harder than a baker's fist
coming down on a stiff ball
of dough. my eyes showed me
visions of vibrant colors that swirled
and zig-zagged unnaturally
as i rubbed them too hard.
the dark is much darker than
i remember it being. i reach out
into shadow for you only to find
nothing. the butterflies have
escaped, but i wasn't the one who
let them out. you always held the key,
and i always let you rip my organs out.
your ***** fingers dig into my chest,
and pry my rib cage open.
my bones all break, never bend
i still don't know what i did to
deserve a pain seeming without end.