I Feel

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There are some days where the sun seeps in through the windows, my eyes deeply rolled back and I feel, I feel every ounce of blood running through my veins, every drop of scalding warm water as it touches my skin running down my naked body. I can feel every mean name, the words etched onto my pale skin, every heartbreak as my soul falls apart. There are some days where I feel, too much, too soon for too long.

There are some days when the sun seeps in through the windows, my eyes sunken, almost hollow, I look but I cannot see, every ounce of blood flows undisturbed, every drop of scalding warm water touching my skin deflects off my soul, no longer immersed in this cold world. Every mean name screams for attention, every heartbreak I forget as if no pain was endured. There are some days where I don’t feel at all, too little, too soon for too long.

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