There is a recurring push
From within my chest,
Almost as though my heart
Is trying to break free
Of the skeletal restraints.
The world around me is muted
By the screams of
The beating mass of tissue.
All that I see becomes
Muddled with black.
My fingertips shiver,
Breath flutters,
And a quake runs down my body.
I feel like I am trapped
In a cage of flesh and bones.
The instinct to escape
Overpowers me.




  1. thefeatheredsleep · July 2, 2015


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