Like I can’t breathe

Like the air doesn’t reach my lungs

Like the lump in my throat chokes me

Like my heart is buried under a mountain

Like I’m terrified but I know not of what

Like I want to break every little thing around me into countless little pieces

Like I want to hurt someone, or myself

Like I want to fall asleep and not wake up for a hundred years

Like I want to disappear and become impossible to trace, or perhaps even remember

Like I want to disintegrate, revert, non-exist

 

About the Poet

Anika Shah is a bilingual writer, translator, and researcher based in Sydney, Australia/Dhaka, Bangladesh. She is currently pursuing a PhD at the University of Technology Sydney (UTS). She can be read at https://anikashaharchived.wordpress.com/ and reached on Instagram @anikashah06