uncontrolled attacksA Poem by Sarah
the feeling of being torn up inside,
eating my soul from the inside out, Im growing cold in my paralyzed phenomenon, growing stronger yet weaker in the same sense, i feel this monster growing in me, it took root along time ago, but now its showing its face, can't seem to break it down, its roots have already enveloped and killed my heart, like a thousand stab wounds, Thorns pierce my heart, leaving me physically cold, these are what are uncontrolled attacks, each one is a growth spurt in the monster inside me, i cant control it and its already taken over me, like a deadly vine it squeezes the life out of the victim, and soon i will no linger be here.
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