My face broke open
Spilling out its water
Like a toddler experiencing the terrible two’s
Grief stricken torrential lament
Exasperated I gasp
My sinus draining
My eyes should have wizened
What makes that piercing wail?
Screech in torment
I gasp and wait
My ears ringing at my own cries.
** Written a few years ago when I’d had just one too many loved ones die and life was just a bit too overwhelming and so instead of loosing it all together I wrote about.