DoneI'm done.Done16 hours ago in Writing More Like This
Every time I want scream to the world, to punch a wall, I hold it in.
I hold it in until my very core aches.
Until my heart breaks.
All of it hurts, everything under my skin.
Every time I think things will get better, it crumbles.
The ice inside my stomach burns colder.
It all falls into me, hiding under the blanket.
Until my whole being screams for release.