𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗽

It’s the kind of sadness where your rib cage Contorts And twists and Snaps. Depression doesn’t float through my veins It crawls through my bones, with dagger hands And winding movements. I cannot breathe. And yet there was nothing taken from me. But then again you took everything all at once the moment you looked in my eyes, covered my mouth and forced me down. I don’t know why your smell still lingers in my every thought. I’m not scared anymore.