I don't know what was going through my mind

Damaged Goods

This tightness in my chest
I can't explain.
[Breathing is labored].
And the tears stay locked up.

Swallowing emotion I cannot explain
Doesn't feel as foreign as I thought it would.

Eyes full of sadness look back at me,
telling me to continue breathing.
smiling.
moving.Living.Breathing.

This tightness in my chest
Telling me that breathing is the [Answer].

Chest heaving, working to keep up with
my mind.
Bile creeps up my throat
Threatening to expose my secrets.
Secrets not even I know.

Fooling myself even.
(swallowing my emotions)
(chest heaving to keep up)
Empty thoughts consume me,
because they are full of life.

pressing against my eyes.
(heart.mouth)

Everything of me is waiting to be
unleashed.
All sitting on the table covered with
aluminum foil. waiting.

For someone to uncover [damaged goods].
The tightness in my chest still consumes me.