Grief & Loss
Soft truths for the days when everything feels heavier than it should. Words for the grief that lingers, even when no one else sees it.
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Anxiety in My Chest: How it waits for me
It wrapped around your neck like a cord pulling so hard you felt life escape you, as you gasped, you felt life leave your body slowly, deep breath like you just emerged from from under the sea, your lungs filled with salt water, it was just the blood in your mouth from how hard you bit down your tongue trying to hold on until the cord let you breath life into your body, the blood swindled in your mouth like wild waves, leaving everything red in its passing. Red was a colour destined in your path, it always buried itself in the shadows waiting for the cord to pull and…