it’s the accumulation of cobwebs
swept out from under the rug
making you cough
so your throat constricts.
the pile of feelings
you shoved in the closet
and never went through
collapsing in your face.
it’s a mess.
your world was a precariously stacked pile of books
waiting to
topple.
it took a mere breath
to blow your poorly sewn facade
now it’s shredded in pieces on your lap.
you probably missed a few stitches.
the wounds have been festering
eating away at your insides
colonies of parasites
feasting on your flesh.
you look in the mirror
and there is no reflection
because you are almost
gone.
it’s the law of gravity.
everything needs to fall.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Viscerally melancholic! So sad and beautiful all at the same time - brilliant work!