overwhelming
my soul is bursting out of my skin this body is too small to hold my heart has always been too big
this form, stainted with freckles and tears, it tries to hold me down but these feelings are stretching my frame taut
thoughts hissing out and around somtimes suprise even me- the severity of the situation didn’t strike me until this year, but the big fights the small and do I even want to be around to find out who wins?














