Dry, itchy, red, and sore.

I can’t rub them anymore

They burn like fire and dry like the sun

They go deep inside to my heart, to my mind

I can’t keep it inside for another hour

There is fear that is power

It makes me sweaty, it makes me scared.

It runs out, contaminating everything.



Keep it in!

You can’t kill it all

You can’t lose control.

Hold my boy!

Hold firm to the darkness that seals.

You are but a vehicle for the robber.

Open your eyes you’ll forget what they are

Break the seal of your lips and never speak again.

Not for physical damage

-That’s too obvious

But for fear and for faith.


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