Challenge
Write something, anything, but type quick. Don't go back to edit, don't use the backbar, and if you stop typing for three seconds, you're done
I forgot how to breath the day you died
my fingernails kiss my skin
digging into every crevice
like a toddler playing at the beach
the strongest urge to scrape away
my spine floods all of my senses
like an obnoxious scab
begging to be peeled off
my hands grip onto knives and hammers any sort of weapon I can get my hands on
smashing and carving and scratching away
past memories that have been
branded across my lips