© SamWoods
It hurts ,
it hurts so much,
When breathing becomes ragged and hard..
When tears try to spill.
When in the middle of happiness,
Demons give war cry..
Just little yet somehow meaningful words ,
And memories trying to intensify
the pain and guilt and all the shame
Has heart rate spiking to its peak
Has tears spill from soul
Has old wounds sliced open
And I sit...