Something Aches

My teeth burn in my mouth.

A bitter Saliva rakes over my tongue,

My gums are numb and nothing

Behind my lips feels sane.

It’s gritty and bitter

Like sandpaper between my molars.

My lips bleed, iron soothes my throat.

It’s nothing but acidic despair.

That aches to foam from my mouth.

I would cry if my eyes weren’t burning.

A dull, steady aching.

I’d cry if my eyes weren’t burning…

I’d cry…