A Mad Woman, I

A Mad Woman, I 2011, Vickie M. Ortiz Vazquez To drain thy self of this toxic blood trap my thoughts Weeks, days with every flow thy feel No longer beats of strength Weak I have become Unable to feel nature’s beauty I weep uncontrollably A mad woman, I Dying within seconds, minutes, hours A mad woman, I I can no longer resist the temptations Control dissipating Agony Reality settles in Not for me any longer Everyone’s joy except mine The dim lights struggle to reveal my strengths A mad woman, I Thoughts travel nonstop Rushing without destination Crash Crashing Suffocating with every breath Gasping A mad woman, I Rip thy skin and let thy world heal thy soul A mad woman, I No longer