My brain aching
My heart breaking
As the news hits my ears
And my eyes open wide with terror
My mouth is oppressed
By the sense
That prevents
Me from saying the wrong thing.

Blink and the image is seen
Coursing through my imagination
As the tension
Rises in my bones

It’s like a thorn stings when touched
Blood would gush
Out of the struck vein

Then the fear of the unknown
Settles in
And brings
A fearful thought to my heart without ease

Speak or let nothing be done
As the worst
Is yet to come