I can't breathe
My chest feels as though it will explode
Wretched dregs of regret fester and grow
Tearing at my insides, screaming to get free
The demons giggle and tug at my lungs
Clamoring for an opening
I cough and strain, fighting the urge
Clamping my lips closed
It happens, I cant stop it
Out of my mouth and nose they come
I spew my hatred, anger and aggression at you
Vomiting my vindictive little pets all over your denial
Finally I can breathe
I am free
interesting
ReplyDeleteYou're getting the rough edges sawed off. Holy cow, you're getting...poetic. @.@
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