Thursday, April 22, 2010

Gate

Dirty hands fill my vision, snuffing out my light,
Deep in my head, there is a feeling of suffocation,
I can’t breathe, choking me out,
Break my skin, and batter my bones,
Knock on my head, like someone knocking on a door,
Banging till an answer, pounding inside and out,
Sleepless nights without air,
I wait for it to fade, fade away,
My duty calls me, he keeps me down,
He has been given charge over me,
He will feel the fear, ice fear, heat fear,
He will run, or I’ll destroy him.

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