Submissions by tarishaenglish

I spoon-fed my monster

until it grew bigger than me

Now it follows my every step

even watches me in my sleep.

I'm afraid to be alone

it likes to lurk in the shadows

it sneak attacks me from behind

and rapes me 'til I bellow.

Rigor mortis of my emotional death

has begun its process

as i sit here gripping my chest

as if that will save me.



My heart blackening, body tingling

as every part of me grows cold.

Anger consumes my every thought

and tears begin to flow.



This tile floor feels like

the wet tears streaming my cheeks

freezing everything they touch

with every breath I take.



Time seems to stand still

and everything feels cold.

Life upped the ante

and...