I got caught up in my mind again. Tell me, what makes a person good? The wreckage is untangling and I feel my bones ache. Hide the fear and the screaming and the tears- you’re only as free as you let yourself be. It’s just a process of unlearning the sadness and it’s so much bigger than me. I know I’m not whole. I’m not as strong as they think. I’m not the same anymore. So as the swelling behind my eyes pushes tears to the center, know I’m not crying. Know I’m not crying. Know I’m not crying, I’m drowning . -AMT©️