sometimes
i want to die
so much that
can't be mended
that needs to be
mended
the brokenness
spreads like a
disease
spreads like
wings
as sadness
sits atop
my hips
like a
sleepy child
sometimes
too much feels
like just enough
to push lungs
underwater
drowning
fills our
mouths with salt
and empties
them of breath
and truth
sometimes
i bargain
with god
and give
up on
the world
cuz "there's
not enough
light"
I scream
10/3/17
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