When I hide don't look for me in sunsets and summer breezes,
Look for me in lightning storms and stars,
For even when I'm gone I will not lie in peace,
I will be power without form in the way I wish I could be in life.
When I quiet don't listen for me in bird songs and breaths,
Listen for me in crashing waves and laughter,
For even when I am gone I will not quiet my voice,
I will be the battle cry that bubbled from my lungs but never passed my lips.
When I go don't feel for me in blanket burrows and sand,
Feel for me in the sunlight and the snow,
For even when I am gone I will not let go of you,
I will be the elements that cut through each of your defences to hold you.
When I die do not try to follow,
Know that I love you and I am with you,
And I'd never leave you alone.
- When I by Icarus [PaperCraftWings]
Once the tears finally stop and my lung revert to routine my eyes start to burn. The line where my lashes break through my skin stings a little more each time I blink. It seems fitting to my emotion addled brain, that physical pain should replace the psychological suit I was only moments before encased in. Because pain is grounding, a comforting constant. It roots you to your body and pulls your heart back from it's careful tearing at your mind. It is evidence of the event; a moments reprieve from the unrelenting screams that I am an Imposter. I have suffered then atleast, even if I'm yet to believe I can say I've suffered before. My eyes burn and I welcome my pain, my most devoted nurturer, for it has cradled me closer than any parent has. My eyes burn and I am left to wonder if my tears may be poison.
- In The Moments After by Me because I'm having A Time.