My chest is so heavy it feels like someone is pushing my ribs with the goal of making them touch.
These feelings never run out. It makes me so frustrated because it all feels too much sometimes.
They're always lurking there no end in sight. The anger, emptiness, and hurt.
People think it's okay that when they see your cup overflowing they can add more still.
Once you have an over abundance of everything it's hard to trace your steps back to when it made sense.
Now I'm wandering in aimless circles trying to find a straight path all because of an abundance of my feelings.