Choking isn’t noticeable anymore
Burdens morph into usual problems
I can talk
The force sways
It festers and lingers and whispers
Stay! Stay! Stay!
Racketing around my skull
A whisper is a scream
The body always has much to say
I always carry the body
It follows where I go
Enveloping me in its inner folding,
Wrapped around my heart,
Teeth growing from my wounds,
Each vessel contains a shadow
Tugging it away
It lingers a second behind
Making its presence known
Its sentient goal
to hold me captive.
I am weightless
as I reach for the sky
The body sinks against the floor
The weight gets heavier each passing day
A ten ton monster who looks like me,
Embers of the lungs suffocate my throat
Darkness lingers at the edge,
a half seen ghost in my periphery
But the sky
BRIGHT AND SHINING AND LUMINOUS
THE SKY IS RIGHT THERE!
But The body tugs
And I reach for it
the fight begins again.
Raisa Reina is a 24 year old writer with a BA in Human Development. She is currently editing her first novel. She was previously published in The Telescope and Six Sentences. Twitter @thehahafactory2.