It hurts please
The triggers every
Little thing
The fears
The obsessions
Gatekeeping
Why am I like this
IT triggers
It feels like my heart is in a ache
My heart is like cake
You need to be gentle
And sentimental
I’m too fragile like
A glass cup
You crush my heart
I’ll make you bleed
Like the glass in ur skin
I’ll make u plead
Vision blurry like
Foggy glasses
The feeling it’s like
I put on glasses
Except I can’t tell if my
Vision is blurry or clear..
It hurts…
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Author:
Kris.V (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 4th, 2025 00:37
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Comments2
A most interesting mix of vision and feeling and how this brings up interactions of tears that come with both. Nicely written
Great write
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