By Harper Wayne | @harperjacquelyn
My heart feels heavy with thick air sockets making hope of lightness despite the illusion. My chest is stuck in something beyond me. A bump in the road, invisible.
I always keep driving
I keep going away until the weight follows me, heavy enough to make movement unbearable.
Bumpy skin
A rash on my eyelids
Chest severed from my body
They drive me away
But always bring me back home,
To me.
