there is something in my chest
clawing and scratching
endlessly

there is something in my gut
toiling and churning
wishing to be freed

it is relentless
this thing
merciless
and so,
so painful

so i force it out
in tears
and angry words
in screams
and hatred

for i fear
that keeping it inside
will split my soul
will break my mind

© Isabella Greeff