Headache
E c h o e s
...of screams,
that fill these prison walls,
break into my mind.
Screaming all around.
Evil thoughts bleeding,
dying, surviving, thriving
on the fears and pain.
The SCREAMS.
They’re EvErYwHeRe!!
Monsters in my sleep,
my nightmares make me weep.
R e v e r b e r a t i n g echoes
filling the air with pain.
SHRIEKING with the searing touch
of phobias on my brain!
All of this pounding in my mind makes
a torture chamber inside..
.....me.
Copyright © Starr Trapp | Year Posted 2010
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