Worn-out

ImageJag blinkar. Efter varje blinkning har det går en timme och knappt ett andetag. Bröstet tyngs av ångest. Den tynger ner min kropp. Spända käkar sväljer taggtrådspott. Händerna darrar allt för länge. Låt mig ta ett till andetag.

I blink. After each blink, it goes an hour and barely a breath. My breast is heavy by anxiety. It weigh down my body. Tense jaws swallowing barbed wire salivia. My hands are shaking too much. Let me take another breath.

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