Blues

Your mind is a mess.

Questions, interrogations from the ones you can't bear to look at. You smile politely, that is the polite thing to do.

On the inside the storm rages, sending your life plummeting into the depths of a ferocious, murky ocean.

Strength. It holds out until you see the one. Those simple words, the ones that you try and deny bring you undone faster than you were done up.

Are you OK?

The storm spills out from the inside, soaking reality in the tears and sadness of the treacherous seas within. Constricting your throat with it's movements, it crashes out, pulling you down with the truth.

It hurts.