Again.
It's here. Again.
That feeling that leaves you breathless from its pure, brutal force. //
Leaves you gasping for air,
But still, you breathe.
You're suffocating; you know it.
Your body knows it.
Your soul knows it.
You live with this constant pain
In your chest from a bleeding heart,
In your back from the cross you bear;
Every step you take
Takes you through
The shattered remains of happiness
That once was,
Mocking you,
Clawing at you.
You're drowning.
But you'll live.
And it will subside.
And then you'll wait for it to return.
Again.
* // means end of a line when the line ran out of space.
By Aliyah Abrahams
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