Desperation
Feeling like the Bear caught in the trap, gnawing at my own flesh.
Eyes darting to the right and to the left.
Desperation climbing down my throat, to kick around my Bowel's.
The empty days, and hollow night's, choking my last breath.
I fear you no longer care, a fate much worse than death.
Copyright © Terry Frost | Year Posted 2007
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