Sarah Gray

The fire that rages
from within my rib cage is
weakening the bones
that should make me strong.
The feeling creeps for every dark place.
It fills up my head; it's invading my space.
It's melting me from inside; I think I'm burning up.
I can't breathe or move or talk. I'm hopelessly stuck.
As people pass by, they give no second glance.
I cry out for help; this is my chance.
The fire claws at my throat; it's burning my tongue.
I think it's too late for help; the damage is done.
I down some water, which brings calmness and peace.
The fire has settled for a minute, at least.
Eventually it's burning as hot as before.
The fire rages back up from my very core.
The fire inside is one you can't see.
The fire inside, it's my anxiety.

I thought they were wrong,
That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.
But it's true.
I'm lost without you.
I said I was fine, but I lied,
Honestly, I'm broken inside.
There are so many things I'd like to undo,
But all I can think about is how much I miss you.
Why does it feel like you don't mind the distance from me?
I'm dying inside, why don't you see?
I'd like to forget this feeling of sadness,
But it's never been as bad as this.
I'll just keep hoping to talk to you soon.
It shouldn't matter though, after all, we're still under the same moon.