pms
she struggles to take a breath as the weight fills her heart
or was it her lungs that fell apart?
she didn't know which came first, the darkness or the light
all she knew was she wanted to take flight
towards the rainbow that screamed some sort of happy
any where just to escape from feeling so terribly, terribly...
inept at being whole and somewhat less alone
even though she has a wonderful home to call her own
oh the heaviness it just takes over
and she has no control, none whatsoever.