a scream swallowed
the storm before
the calm could breathe
an urge to spit out
every moment
word
thought
deed
expression endlessly parsed
examined and exhumed
it is a palpable hell inside here
a bitter metallic flavour expunges
tomorrow is on hold
today is cancelled
What reason? Rain would be preferable.
Instead a fear of sighs and shallow breathing
I question myself
will today be the day
my frozen feelings are found out?
there is no thawing of the cramps
my pauses become paralysis
my muscles clench
panic is paramount
it rues the roost
I remember the words of caution
if the muscles do not open
do not consume
they must be bad
do not consume
you risk further poisoning
Best to breathe
put one fret forward
but for today there is no way
to relax
or relive
to relieve
or believe
that the acid which accumulates
in the pit of my depression
the panic that pools
cannot be stirred shaken or strained
only swallowed
choked down
a swallow screams
and longs to fly
