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Verge of Insanity

Poetry By: SoulShadowWalker
Horror


Reality catches up quickly and when it hits you, it can be sometimes to much to bear.


Submitted:May 9, 2012    Reads: 22    Comments: 6    Likes: 5   


Losing It

My chest? Tightening.

My air supply? Cut off.

I'm slowly dying.

My insides? Soft.

The lack of air?

It strangles me.

The light behind,

Endless darkness in front of me.

I can feel my lungs,

Fighting.

My heart?

Racing.

I fear my heart

Will leap out

And away from me,

Run.

My mind is slipping

Away from me,

I'm on the verge

Of insanity.





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