~ willow ~

The hurt runs hot…jagged…tearing me to shreds
From the inside out
My heart swells with ugly anger
Filling my chest
Suffocating me

The tears fall scorching down my cheeks

The sobs are drowning in my throat

My hands reach out and grasp at straws…marked love, hope, devotion

A moments relief as I hold them to my chest
Curling up, soothed by their promise..

Then a memory, a word brings it crashing down ...