release creeps up my spine
into my neck
breaks loose some tension
a deep breath
just to top it all off
the exhale feels almost as good
as the inhale that its dependent on
though it makes my lungs burn
the poison makes them weak
heavy and black
my heart races with my pounding head
seeing which one can hurt more
it feels like it will explode
aorta, ventrical, right, left
taking on too much blood
i need more oxygen
working overtime
my nerves pulse electric
thoughts, ideas, images, words
clash, collide, mix, and match
my brain finds feelings to accompany them
it is when this happens that i wish to shut down
the emotions wash over me
filling every crevice
i seek the release
though it has been spent.
Author notes
i just kinda went with it. thinking about something i do alot, which is crack my neck and back
when i have nothing to occupy myself with, this is what happens, i crack my back, neck and breathe really deep which kicks off a bunch of thoughts.
i guess i rounded it off with tying the mental need for release into the physical need.
be brutal.
-x-
honesty
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Oooooo! Been a loooooong time since I stopped by and read anything... so sorry about that... just haven't had a comp at home. Anyway, this is awesome. There is a vividness to it, yet it's kind of vague which totally works for this piece! Awesome write!
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honestly? honestly i shouldn't even comment on your shit cause your mean to me and make me sad, but this is so good that i need to. i like the title. and i like you miss.
~raven
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