Bear Trap

Here I am again,
Curled up and bloodied
Snarl held tight,
About to rubber-band snap
At the first thing to come close
I can feel the panic
Lightning up my spine
And the crazy in my eyes
How they tear around the room
Searching for you
My limbs jerk,
My stomach turns
My throat closes
And I resist the urge to gnaw
Through my own ankles
To escape
They expect me to walk away from this,
But I would be leaving pieces of myself behind
And you've already taken so much from me.


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