I can’t breathe.
I’m suffocating because I haven’t the courage to suck air.
Sharp pain shoots down the right side of my neck.
My throat contracts like a twisted rubber band
ready to snap and shoot me in the eye
so I’ll have a real reason to cry.
There’s nowhere I can go to scream.
*My babies are moving to Florida in less than a month.
I think I'm taking it rather well, don't you?