Of Monsters and Feelings
Long days pass
As I rest
My pounding head
On my cold hands
Now reflecting
Memories
Like a shattered
Glass mirror.
Starting with
A heartbeat and pulse
Rising ever
So slightly
I feel the threat
Of something monstrous enter.
Next comes pain
Like hot needles
Protruding quickly
Through my skin
A dull pain
In my stomach
That ruins the night.
Then comes the realization
Then the terror
And the terror turns to worse
Worse than any word so spoken
In conversation or in verse.
I have never known such anguish
Such despair or numbing fear
How can I bear this dark existence
Without your presence shining here?
Without your presence shining here?
(c) Copyright Nicholas Nguyen 2019
In Collaboration with +Voo Voo
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