Jagged

Here’s to people whose panic attacks include anger. Rage. Desperate sorrow.

Who feel like they need to bite

Bite.

Bite back until they bleed.

To people who, bravely buckling under the weight of trauma that you never should have had to shoulder,

Through grueling self-reflection and desire to heal, to be better,

They manage to pull themselves through it.

And start to breathe again.

Between your ribs,

There is glass,

And pain from the places you are jagged.

Yet there you are, inhaling.