3/25/2024

I run out the door

I’m done for the day but it feels like running away

I gasp for air as I make it down the stairs into my car

I notice my hands shaking…

The dryness of my cheeks

I’m not entirely sure of why I’m running…

When I get home everything falls to the ground

The burn in my stomach soothes my restlessness

I ran to disappear

The darkness returns

At max volume, I’m forgetting the reason I live…

The water is boiling

My skin instantly turns red on contact

I grind the coarse material over my body

The burning slows my breathing…

Like roots, it begins to reach out and consume every inch of my body

I wish I could say, “I can handle this”

But I don’t always know if I can survive it

Sometimes, like today I don’t want to