Like a nail

scraping chalkboard

I

feel

like a balloon

popping, see how I

drop like

a fist giving 

up the fight I

don’t know what to

do with my hands but

hold my

head and clench

my hair, too weak

to stifle the

scream wracked with

a billion nails

hammered in

my chest a 

thousand shredded

sobs I

can’t

b  r  e  a  t  h  e

hot rivers

running

down my face

but

I’d rather

let them

drown

me