Sian Eleri Writes

It’s buried so deep, I want to scream
I want to throw up and get it out of me,
an unwanted guest who refuses to leave,
spreading its roots, anchoring itself:

to torture me when I’m unprepared,
to break my heart over and over again,
overwhelming me with its oppressive ache,
holding me down so I can’t escape,
taking my breath until I’m gasping for air,
reminding me that it is always there.