My bones are still crushing against eachother. & I still feel the (what I’ve come to accept) eternal pain rushing through spine.
I still hunch. & I never remembered how to breathe.
I still can’t exhale without a hint of sorrow. & my eyelids are still heavy.
My thoughts still hurt, & I still can’t see.
but at least my heart is still beating..
I guess he never even touched it, because nothing has changed.
