Aphose

If I had known life was a clenched fist, I would’ve taken that punch gratefully, taste tested my blood, and breathed easy. But, someone taught me it is a soft touch, brush stroke, They told me, “Everyone is special.” But no one warned me that my body doesn't care if I’m special that the body breaks quicker than the mind that the mind breaks quicker than the heart that the heart breaks quicker than the lungs that the lungs work until nothing else does. There are dead men with more hope than these bones. They crack like glass under pressure and one day dream of being sand. I can’t stop thinking about how I am g