Oh so little.
As my world is darkening, becoming more compact. This soul panicing anxiously pushing out of my THICK skin, oh how strong it is.
I was born quite claustrophobic.
The pain compels my being, defiance growing into a tantrum. Voiceless I can not speak with words but let my emotions speak for me. Tears streaming burning sensation for knowing what is learned to be ignored and just dealing with what is given is NOT enough.
I'm going to clutch on this with faith believing it is true. Close my eyes and endure, because this faintess should keep me secure.
FOR ME
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