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Bleeding Out
(This poem is about the tortures about anxiety that can happen, not about me personally)
Out of the darkness
Into my thoughts
This torment has me
In a chokehold
It doesn't let go
It tights it's talons
Around my neck
Leaving me writhing
In absolute undying agony
My fears, are they realized?
Snuffing me out
What did I do
To deserve the devil's symphony?
My feet and legs are numb
My stomach feeling the machetes cutting away at my gut
But I will have the upper hand,
When I raise the blade
And warm blood pours out of my wrists
© Suzanne M Hall
Out of the darkness
Into my thoughts
This torment has me
In a chokehold
It doesn't let go
It tights it's talons
Around my neck
Leaving me writhing
In absolute undying agony
My fears, are they realized?
Snuffing me out
What did I do
To deserve the devil's symphony?
My feet and legs are numb
My stomach feeling the machetes cutting away at my gut
But I will have the upper hand,
When I raise the blade
And warm blood pours out of my wrists
© Suzanne M Hall
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