The Filtered Truth

The lump in my throat every time I go to bed The tears that threaten to come out every time there's a trigger The headaches that have become bothersome from the sleepless nights The pillows that safely secure my screams like none other The heartbeat rate I get to experience every time after an episode of heart-piercing cries The inability to explain exactly how I feel The emptiness inside of me that won't even let me hold a meal down The swollen eyes I wake up with every day The red, engorged face that has become my every day face The voice that has become hoarse from all the crying The heaviness of my feet that won't let me get out of bed in the morning