I am going to vomit!
my throat hurts.
I scream in the night.
The sick feeling comes again.
its the trigger of you
I feel the panic,
and close my eyes tight.
Clutching at my security blanket.
I hide in the closet of my mind.
my own horror movie.
I can hear you getting close.
I hold my breath.
The pounding of my heart drowns.
close my eyes tight.
I can feel my mind pray.
When you near where I hide,
I crawl further away.
Prayer turn to mental pleads
The Door opens.
I shrink away.
Why do I hide, you'll always find me.
Then before I can scream.
I am lost in the blinding light;
the light of your anger.
When I wake,
broken and stiff,
the cycle starts over again.
The Calm, The Sick, The Storm.
