The feeling of "coughing up my lungs" hurts
It hurts so much and I wish it would just stop
The feeling of always being sick, body burning
It makes it so hard to focus
Keeping my mouth shut,
I go through the movements of the day
The pain shoots through me like a burning bullet.
My heart hurts,
My chest is tight,
It feels as if my ribs will break and shatter
It's nothing mental, it's not nervousness or excitement
It makes it hard to breathe, like choking
Even though there's nothing there, I can feel it. . .
The hands around my neck, like a memory.
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Poems (?)
PoetrySo, some poems by me, "Zear Resparien" (maybe quotes too) I was reading through someone else's quotes thing and I decided I wanted to try this. Try to figure out the meanings of each one if you want and possibly comment, though it doesn't really mat...
