are you okay?

exhaustion sits upon my skin like a wet blanket –

heavy yet discomforting

twisting my stomach into shapes and

churning out nausea,

the kind of nausea that feels like heartbreak –

not break, all shatter

the kind of twisting that feels like spirals –

black holes and hurricanes

the kind of exhaustion that feels like

this –

I swear I’m not tired.

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