Suffering Within Ones Self

*Shell*
A fierce hot presence running through my veins.

Hands begin to sweat but are as cold as ice.

A tightening sensation in my chest.

Lacking ability to catch a breath.

Taking over is the presence within.

Leaving me with the inability to react, control, or even speak.

Pupils dilated,

Eyes black as night,

A force damning me to the guarded gates of my inner self,

Unable to be released.

Published by *Shell*

A young mother of 1 and expecting. Currently a stay at home mother enjoying the time spent with her son and husband and working on freelance writing, and freelance transcription.  View profile

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  • *Shell*3/4/2010

    It was very odd, how the words just came to me so suddenly for no reason.

  • Pattie Byrd3/4/2010

    Powerful words and strong feelings. Nice job.

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