"Gastritis"
My knees pull upwards
My shoulders hunch forward
And my chin drops to my chest
My arms cross each other
Wrapped around my middle
And my fingers grasp the seams
Of my shirt
My stomach is being wrung out
Like a wet rag
But the moisture escapes
Through my eyes
And down my cheeks
Each wave of pain
Constricts my body further
Until it all ebbs slowly away
And I can finally unravel
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