Fizzing Fear

Peace isn't all it's fucking cracked up to be
I feel it rotting inside of me.
ENRAGED with a fury, it crawls under my skin
Again eating dead roses and thorns, feasting.
My eyes burst out of thier sockets
Bleeding on the floor, she's screaming
Louder than before, stop yelling
As I slam my head with the door
Splitting the wood and cracking my skull more and more.
My muscles tense and blood runs through my pores
I clinch my fists and crack my knuckles
Their voices thier loud chuckles are driving me insane
I do feel it rotting inside of me
I am enraged.
I take my hands and rip into my flesh
I rip into my stomach
I grab my throat and mangle it with my fingers
I scream in a relieving pain
Fuck.
And then I bottle it all up,
Screw the cap on tightly
And let it leak out ever so ever so lightly



Poetry by AZ
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Written on 2005-06-12 at 02:12

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chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
arr yes to let it leak slowly is much better than the raging inferno that could escape in full force.
2005-07-02


Angie-M
Horrible, fascinating. You can feel the chaos. You really put me in that very room...
2005-06-13