Ephesians 4:31-32
It eats my soul
This beast of the damned
It vibrates in hollows of my mind
dislodging wrath i am not familiar with
and constricts my heart
all it is to live and breathe is painful
When it is gone
i know no greater beauty
no more profound a weightlessness
and I realize it was my own hands that caged me
- Collections: Observing Silence