The pain we carry

There's no prayer

That can comfort-

when you want to breathe out,

but that LAST bit hurts so bad

The body feels a sinking force

and eyes begin to tear,

mind races,

throat closes,

ringing in the ears,

reliability, gut, shattered.

Every inch of the body

wanting to he held

Like love would fix everything,

everything inflicted on it

by- world, society, people.