I trip over myself so hard that the walls are always melting.
My stress fueled heartbeat echoes in my ears so loudly that I fear the heavens will shatter.
In a room full of friends and familiar faces I sit quietly; I feel like a stranger with no voice.
The day they taught us not to take it personally? I guess I skipped it.
My breaths come and go as the seconds morph to minutes, muted by the pounding in my ears.
Clenched fists boil the blood I taste from biting my tongue as the words I crave to utter shatter off the back of my teeth.
Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 3:15 AM UTC
I trip over myself so hard that the walls are always melting.
My stress fueled heartbeat echoes in my ears so loudly that I fear the heavens will shatter.
In a room full of friends and familiar faces I sit quietly; I feel like a stranger with no voice.
The day they taught us not to take it personally? I guess I skipped it.
My breaths come and go as the seconds morph to minutes, muted by the pounding in my ears.
Clenched fists boil the blood I taste from biting my tongue as the words I crave to utter shatter off the back of my teeth.
