Breaking Point
Breaking point you don’t know it till you’re there try to remember it’s not easy - nothing like it, no where. The closest I can tell you is take your fingernail to your skin, press in until your body won’t let you hold; if it never happens - if you don’t know where to stop - you’ve been there. Chills cascading up my throat to grasp the whole of my self, jerk it forward no sound no vomit no statement of tears no change except cold hot cold shivers of neurochemicals clenching of me turning my whole self into a fist - I still haven’t figured out how to get out of this. ©2025 @StaceyBattlestheWorld