IN.


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.

 

-MAKE IT STOP.

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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