p i g f e e t
My hands resemble pig feet.
Fat and swollen.
Bulged in all the wrong places.
Sized into the wrong proportions.
I feel the touch of my fingers
As it rubs against my palm,
I feel the skin.
I feel the discomfort.
The itching rash I suddenly get.
YOU ARE READING
Girl Underwater
Teen Fiction~Deeply swallowed into the wrath of guilt, the tidal waves of pain. Waves that slowly sip you in. Gulping each detail, each emotion. Everything you've ever thought that weighed you down drowns you now.~
