The Inevitable
The inevitable is about to happen
Slowly creeping toward me
I can feel it
Reality making way
Parting to let the poison in
Which fills the room like toxic gas
Choking, filling me
In this room I can not breathe
I've run
I've gotten away before
I went as far as my feet would take me
I don't know any other solution
I won't let it poison me again
His attitude, thoughts, words
Overpower mine, until they become my own
So I wait, fists clenched and breath held
And I bleed
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