Hmm, what’s that smell?
I’ll follow it through the house.
It lingers wherever I go,
Perhaps it’s me.
I recognise that smell…
The sickly stench of failure.
What’s that sound?
I’ll follow it through the house.
It rings in my ears wherever I go,
A tinny, shrieking laugh.
Of course,
It is the sound of cynical laughter.
Mockery.
Every second of it impaling me.
What’s that darkness
At the edge of my vision?
It is creeping further in.
Of course,
It’s the blinding death of guilt.
It is the poison that seeps throughout
My every cell.
I cannot see,
I am choked, unable to breathe,
The sound, it deafens, it deafens.
The floor is colliding with my knees,
And my vision is running away.
My ears are being crushed into my head
By my hands,
In a desperate attempt to shield them.
But the thundering howling overdrive
That my senses are in…
It is melting me from the inside.
My body caresses the floor,
Slipping…
My hand curls away from my head,
Falling.
My vision keels over.
Darkness.
And my nose breathes in the last breath of failure,
As it rattles into my broken lungs.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:40 PM UTC
Hmm, what’s that smell?
I’ll follow it through the house.
It lingers wherever I go,
Perhaps it’s me.
I recognise that smell…
The sickly stench of failure.
What’s that sound?
I’ll follow it through the house.
It rings in my ears wherever I go,
A tinny, shrieking laugh.
Of course,
It is the sound of cynical laughter.
Mockery.
Every second of it impaling me.
What’s that darkness
At the edge of my vision?
It is creeping further in.
Of course,
It’s the blinding death of guilt.
It is the poison that seeps throughout
My every cell.
I cannot see,
I am choked, unable to breathe,
The sound, it deafens, it deafens.
The floor is colliding with my knees,
And my vision is running away.
My ears are being crushed into my head
By my hands,
In a desperate attempt to shield them.
But the thundering howling overdrive
That my senses are in…
It is melting me from the inside.
My body caresses the floor,
Slipping…
My hand curls away from my head,
Falling.
My vision keels over.
Darkness.
And my nose breathes in the last breath of failure,
As it rattles into my broken lungs.
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