A poem: the missing source of a broken heart

As I try to breathe in deeply
I feel my heart broken
Calming myself is no option

I have to let it out
Let it out in sounds, in moves, in —
Words. I need to speak it off my chest
Let the pain find its way out through my mouth

As I try to think of a way out of this misery
It’s all just a blur in my head
Too much has swelled up

I have to sort it all out
Make room for what matters, what deserves, what —
Values me. I need to protect my heart
Let my ratio be the guard of my broken feelings

But there is not the one to speak to
Nowhere to be found
Nowhere to be reached
No way out of what overwhelms me

-your tiny woman in a giant world

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