CHINA TORI

On days like today,
I struggle with words.
When they come out,
they trip and tumble.
I do not know how to describe
my evolution or progress.
I spend my nights bleeding
my heart out
And one would think that
I will be better by morning.
But when the sun comes up
the next day,
I am a big mess on the inside.

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