heart break by Angela Thomas the further the clock's hands tick, the more my heart separates. muscles pulled and twisted, leaking vital blood into my chest cavity, making it harder and harder to get the air into my lungs. my diaphragm heaving with the sobs building in the back of my throat. eyes red-shot, face soaked. i'm breaking in half ever slowly as the silence rips apart my insides. twisting stomach knots and pulsing headache, i try to shower it off, swig from the bottle, stumble until i succumb to darkness. embers still burn, even through the smothering. in the morning, the fire rages. i curl into a little ball and rock, biting my hands between my sharp teeth to keep from screaming. i pray for the worst already. just to begin the ascent. 02/23/2015 Posted on 02/23/2015 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)