there’s this innominate feeling
imploding in the chest
clenched jaw, grinding teeth
fingernails digging into flesh
lungs collapsing
huh-huh suffocating
breathe in, breathe out
tears trickling down
drowning in emoceans
this too shall pass
despite uncertainty scratching
the inside of the brain
this will pass
and once it has passed
it won’t hurt anymore
Dichtende Designerin 
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