I feel a frequent beat, my fist to floor my heart to chest;
I scream emotions uncontrolled beyond my body’s reach. I pray to heaven and
curse the dark. I dig my nails to tear out my heart. Beneath my skin I hope
the pain will easy my pain. I throw myself down to my knees and beg and beg to
take away the memories. My head is full, my heart is heavy but my spirit is a
flame with rage to love more fiercely. In this obscene scene of my emotional
mental break I fight against the evil, I fight against the dark. I will myself
to rise again now burning with the ember of how fiercely I have fought. I love,
I will love, and am loved if no one else then of myself.
~N
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