People shouldn't swallow rocks

There's a rock in me, I think.

Something heavy, anyway.

Tears threaten, and swear words brim on my lips.

And on my fingertips.

This rock is hard.

I want to reach out with my hand and...

...and change something

But there's nothing to change.

This rock is large.

I want to ask "Why?"

...and to whine

...and to pout

This rock is bloody uncomfortable.

I want to start again.

I want to make no mistakes.

I want another go.

I want to get it right

People just shouldn't swallow rocks
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