screaming, crying
i feel like i'm drowning but there is no water; no tears
shivering, quaking
my brain's busted and burnt,
my body, mind, and tongue are sore and fatigued
i'm hurling up stomach acid when i spit up your name
scared, petrified
i'm curling up in a ball...it's not called the fetal position because i'm your "baby"
cringing, bucking
my blood's curdling as i imagine your fingernail trailing my spine
running, scared
the soles of my feet feel as scarred as my soul
escaping, fleeing
this is as close to free as i'll be.

n.d.