sometimesihatemycat

I am reconnecting
This world
To my own heartbeat
It is excruciating
Fresh air
Crackling an opened wound
There is no other way
But to feel
These nerves cry out
In agony and antisepsis
I choose tears
To lead my love and healing

-me

Painting: The Root of Empathy, by David Knoecklein

~ by April on July 25, 2020.

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