Have you ever tried to explain the hurt to someone? Have you ever tried to explain what it feels like to have the light bulb inside your chest break into smoldering pieces that send electricity through your fingers and toes? The sunshine we once held tries to find its escape through our mouth and eyes, making us unable to speak or see the shaking hands we hold up in front of our eyes. The hurt makes us want to bleed. The hurt is inescapable, we become the damage the hurt has caused, all the while we wait for the shock to leave our veins- to bleed is the only way- to escape our skin and bones.
-written by Madi Yarborough