“Is This What Fighting Feels Like?” by Joenon Sulzen
My face has turned a shade of crimson
more red than my nail polish
My palms are drenched in regret
that is my only form of release
My throat is too dry to speak
what my mind is screaming
My head pounds to a music
that is not there.
How did this happen?
The heart in my chest
beats slower than it should
And I am unable
to take a full breath
My skin has become
detached from my body
A bitter taste fills my mouth
but I salivate like a dog
What did I do?
I blink away the salty fear
that blurs your soft figure
I find myself rewriting a story
that has one less character
And suddenly the short breaths stop
my heart has stopped as well
and
I feel like I am dying
I am not ready to say goodbye
to all that I know.
Is this what fighting feels like?
Biographical Note: Joenon Sulzen is currently a student at the University of Wyoming studying English and Creative Writing. They love writing poetry and being able to express themself and their creativity through this outlet. Their love for creative writing comes from their mother; she is their true inspiration.