by Tracy Brooks

Created on: September 10, 2010

Like a poison absorbed into the soul

pain has pierced me.

Now churning in a belly of despair

somehow transforming

to a darkness from within.

 This fear has stalked me before.

If I am tethered here for too long it erupts.

Quivering like a creature on her last breath,

the demon you meet within.

Downward like a sickly bird tossed from the nest,

no where to fly,

no place safe.

alone

still

trembling beneath the layers.

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