Purge and Panic

It starts in the chest, constricting my heart like a boa, As if asthma affects the aorta instead of the lungs. It stirs a panic, a need to find a loved one and never let go--- Not just holding on, but being absorbed so that I am never again alone; But it doesn't stop. The... Continue Reading →


The Dread of Ye

    I hate this feeling: The dread--- This fucking dread--- Knowing the anguish to come Now that this void I tried so hard to fill--- That was filled with your goddamn voice--- Is a void once more. The ennui is so real, And I abhor it so much, I find myself raking at my... Continue Reading →


The panic sets in: My breaths stifle As if someone is standing on my lungs; My bones tremble As though frozen to the marrow; My heart beats faster As if it at any second it will burst. Everything within me Tells me to run, To lash out, to scream, To point a finger, To lay... Continue Reading →

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