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Jun 2014
Crouched on the bathroom floor,
Devoid of breath and clearly a mess.
Time slows and for a moment, everything stops.

The fears that were once kept at bay,
Stored in the back of my mind,
Are now released,
Closing in, one at a time.

The air grows thick,
Choking out the peace,
Slowly strangling me into submission.

Heart quickens,
Breathing shallows,
Is this how it ends?
Is this how it goes?
Stuck in the bathroom and no one knows?

Trembling and shaking,
Quivering with fear,
But then it all ends with
"Darling come here."
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Ashlei Cottom
Written by
Ashlei Cottom  Shelton,WA
(Shelton,WA)   
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