Unknown depths

Ezinne Clare
Jan 17, 2021

I just want to lay on the ground, hold my stomach and bawl my eyes out
I want to cry for the things that hurt that I don’t even know
Things that hurt that I can’t place my finger on
Things that hurt but I don’t even see
Things that hurt so much that I can’t breathe.
I want to cry but I hope that I feel better but I hope more that you see me
And that you’re not laughing or ignoring or even crying with me
I just hope that you understand and that you heal me of this hurt of unknown depth

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Ezinne Clare

Writer, student doctor, Nigerian. Loves to write poetry and express ideologies for change.