Words echoed in my
head
insults left behind
slashes
welts left on the
heart
a different blood
bled
the pain became
physical
Drenched in
insecurity
trepidation at
every corner
anxiety attack,
couldn't breath
trapped by fear
crippling,
overbearing
Living in a
nightmare
crumbling blood
disease
bones brittle, snap
green-which
fracturing
torment on the
face
Chest muscle became
silent
webs filled the
dead space
capturing dung
beetles
spiders dangle from
sockets
as tears fill the
eyes
Death's, a
welcoming being
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© 2015 by Patrick B Vince
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