poisonedA Poem by k.i recently went on vacation and got sun poisoning. the worse pain of my life, but — that’s all this is
shivers like a thousand
needles pricking my skin, soft breaths so heavy that my spine is ripped apart; cerise dermis sliced open, blades run down my thighs,, movements " there is no “too quick” “too slow” it’s all bad. i am trapped here. every waking moment brings its own unique agony. i cannot ease any form of the ailing for i’m freezing while my body remains ablaze i cannot sit without laying invisible knives beneath me i cannot stand without feeling my bones harden and lock i cannot walk unless i am balanced against a being which is actually alive and even then i am screamed at from within because everything and nothing hurts i cannot see i cannot feel i cannot sleep i cannot be touched i cannot be healed i cannot retreat. rather, i am forced to exist through the misery of a demon’s lair inside me until the sun has decided it needs a new body to feast upon. thus i have received the curse of vampires without any of the benefits or the voids which have become of their hearts. © 2019 k. |
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