Sunday, November 6, 2016

Anguish


Originally written on September 2, 2009.

it creeps up on you
unannounced
it grabs you
tightly from inside
with twisting tendrils
reaching here and there
yanking and pulling
tearing at your soul
unwavering
in its attack
you feel dead
and dying
lost ... lost
in the pain
without pain
uncontrollable
it won't allow it
an ugly demon
making you shiver
cold in a warm room
freezing cold
a death
not mine ... not me
part of me
dying ... dead
emptiness
once fulfilled
losing control
action upon action
yours and not yours
you scream
no sound comes out
you scream louder
only deeper silence
hurting without pain
noise without sound
anguish consumes
it creeps up on you
unannounced
unwavering
uncontrollable
it's getting colder

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