When the rain is crashing down on you
and you are gasping for he air between the drops.
This is how I feel whenever I get told news
that does not offer me the sun
When you see me know that my lungs
are filled halfway with water
When you are ready to come into my life
with the baggage of your life
know that my sensitivity is on high
and your stress will become mine
No matter how sincere you are
I may have to say no
and walk away into my own sun
Ps. Literally wrote this in 2 min, after a long conversation about how certain loved ones bring you more stress and pain.. even when they don’t mean to.