Cathy the Librarian

no one sees
this small tight pain
deep in my chest
squeezing my eyes
shut
how I wish
it would sprout wings
flutter away
no
it burrows
creating holes
creating leaks
creating emptiness
where like was supposed to be
and I am left
so hollow
trying desperately
to smile
for all those watching
all I want
is to bury myself
and cry

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