I Am The Monster

I feel its presence  

Tying a noose around my neck

From my gut flooding my lungs

It slithers down my throat, makes me gasp for air

Affecting me even to the ends of my hair.

My eyes: start to boil over and swell

Like seeping water from a wooden well

Fighting the monster back

That’s trying to hack

My aching heart; I’m dodging him like a dart.

But still it is consuming me.

Swallowing me whole

The more I try and contain it

The harder it pushes to fight


And flushing me out

Pushing me off my feet

And than it happens, the single tear falls from my face,

Following with a salty waterfall.


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