One of those times
when I feel myself curling inwards
and all that I can't say, express,
Settles in a pit inside
One of those times
when to manage becomes hiding
and to hide hurts just as much
as exploding, on the out
maybe not
One of those times
when my heart becomes as heavy
and as dull as something
Lifeless, smiling, lying
one of those times
How do I turn inside out?
Will the turning be better?
maybe not
maybe
maybe so
A more skillful hand than mine
can bring me out
help me breathe
lift me up
one of these times
