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I Felt Tight

Updated: Jul 4, 2025

By Ariyanna James


Tight in my own skin

It felt wrong 


Like I wanted to throw everything in my guts out.

I felt disgusting in my own skin


Everytime I ran my hands on my skin I felt every sense on my skin on overdrive

I felt like my skin was being pulled in a tight claw 


It hurt

But it was mostly uncomfortable 


I felt like throwing up

But there was nothing to throw up 


There was nothing to get out of my body


But I knew the next day I would have to go back to my life.

I didn't want too, I wanted to just be in bed for the rest of my life 


Because everytime someone even dared to touch me my throat closed

My bones felt like they were feeling the air 


I felt sick and disgusted, the words not enough to describe the feeling of hate 


I wanted to melt away 

Burn the skin on my bones 


Throw up every ounce of acid in my stomach 

I wanted to carve out my intestines and throw them away


I felt closed off 

A stranger in my own skin


Someones whose blood isn't their own 

Whose skin Isn't meant to be their 

Whose tongue was dry in their mouth

Dizzy in the head 


By Ariyanna James



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