my sore heart exposed,
doused in alcohol once again,
the burning brews,
ferments upon flesh,
raw,
bubbling up the harshness,
how it burns,
How i’m burning again,
the oil scorching the skin,
flesh raw,
I am hurting.
This hurts.
and I want to scream.
I am screaming,
the clouds still part from the blue in the sky,
the toothpaste still peas upon my brush,
I still brush my teeth,
clean,
hurting,
the sun still wakes everyday, still soars into the sky,
still sets in the night,
the hours still remain difficult,
too familiar to my childhood,
time frozen,
snatched from my hands,
every hour stolen from sanity.
the absurdity of horror.
I am back here again.
heart on fire,
sore,
raw