No time to create a work of art // sometimes you just have to write without edits

It hurts

I'm hurting

There's pain in my chest and I can't get enough breath and I'm forgetting how to breathe

My head throbs

My eyes burn

And I can't figure out how

to get my damn fingers to work

Moths are gnawing at the pit of my stomach and making

their way up my throat

and into the light

The light in my eyes

When I'm with you

But there's too much pain

It's overwhelming

I can't think

I'm folding in on myself

Drowning in bittersweet emotions

I'm withering away

And I'm about to sink