Monster

I want to call it a monster
it pulls me in
makes me feel like I'm oozing
fastens my pulse
a drumming in my chest
getting harder
        louder
i feel like the earth
when a train goes by  
  mini earthquake
not literally shaking
    my eyes are
hollow in my skull
  empty spaces
  black scenes
I'm going numb
my skin bubbles
        burns
i smell gasoline
I'm soaked in it
I'm cooked, baked
   in flour
white, burning
   flustering
my stomach tosses
   turning
fighting the feeling
my throat stings
stench in the air
i curl my finger tips
thrust my body back
everything changes
colors moving
mashed together
mixing into one another
all together
    black
last to see
i hear voices
    disappearing
       fading
everything ok?
       not
       no
       never
its all colliding
everything stings
from curled tips
   to fists
fetal position
I'm shaking
     now
I'm dazed
    confused
 lost
my drum role
 lost

By: Bethany