What is this sensation
Burning in my stomach
Reaching its ragged claws up my throat
Choking me
It scrapes my insides raw
And makes me wish for water
Or to puke
And expel the beast inside
Is this what keeping a secret feels like
When your gut twists
And folds itself over and over
Until you confess and the tension releases
Is that what this hungry fire is
Smoldering in my belly
Making it hard to sleep
And to breathe
Then this pounding in my skull
Is this because of the hurt below
Has the blaze has spread to my brain
Wiping out the bliss of life
Why does my body hurt like so
Why can I find no relief
Why must I just hurt
Why
Then it clicks
I ate three really spicy chicken tenders
For dinner
With not nearly enough drink
All day
This is not as big a deal
As I make it
I overreacted
But at least I felt something
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Author's Note: I am not depressed or anything. I do have plenty of feelings (and water usually) per day. They are exhausting, but essential. Much love always! ♡LH
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PoetryJust some poems coming straight from the heart, sould and mind. Also know that names have been randomized for the safety of the mentioned person.
