Aegritudo

 

Threading fingers in hair,

frantic.

Searching for air,

trying to catch her breath,

while controlling tears.

Emotions threatening to blow up all at once.

Burning eyelids laden with puffy cheeks.

Trying to muffle the sobs,

in a flat crescendo,

Only to manage choking sounds.

The struggle to find air,

as well as comfort

while rocking back and forth

with knees drawn up to chest.

In a hurried yet controlled motion,

desperate to find a pen,

when not blinded by tears.

Perhaps, a word or two

would soothe this ache.