Scream “Please” If You Can Hear This

Every day seems the same

Waking up to fall down the spiral

Walking against rods that cut my shins

To a room whose doors are lined with idols

They made it, they did it

So why can’t you?

Now a game of endurance because I can’t stand

My heart cried for rest, I give it guilt-pain in lieu

A five minute second

For my heart to scream into the blue

A prompt to break tides of “It’s all too much to do”

A poem I pray hasn’t gotten to you

It hurts like raw wounds

And salt scrubbed on flesh

Like lovesickness

And failing while doing your best

I want to be enough

I want to numb the pain

I want to take this world away, yet—

Everyday seems the same

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