Anger brewsunderneath the skin
What scrapes against me feels jaggedas if I bypassed an errant nailand it sharpened itself inside my…
I hold it close to me,this feeling of mine,it stays inside,under lock and key,
The numbness in my bodybleeds into my heartand down my sideand out of my shoeIt embeds itself…
And I’m just so tired pretending it doesn’t bleed
I bristle at the sound of wind,The sound of laughter,The sound of blinking stars.