I'm walking on broken glass and eggshells.
Every step hurts and cuts deeper but despite the pain I need to focus on my movement cause if I don't the eggs will crack.
"Stop then"
I can't I have to keep up have to keep walking when I want to run because running will destroy the eggshells.
I have to keep up.
I'm falling behind but it hurts, it hurts, it hurts
I stop.
My feet aching, one resting on an unbroken shell.
"Crush it"
"You're only falling behind"
I lift my foot and step on a new piece of broken glass.
I scream but they don't hear me.
Maybe they don't want to.
Silent screams all around me.
"That sounds really toxic, you should get out of there"
I can't get out of my own head.
I'll keep walking on broken glass and eggshells because if I don't I'll lose every "someday"
