The fear... the pain... It comes in waves. It trembles my body as little uncertain shakes within my chest. Then it grows. It grows bigger and bigger, until it quiets down. Then a thoughtful question, and back up it goes, attacking my body with uncontrollable quakes. My breath quickens, my chest closes. It hurts so very very bad.
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Abstraction
Non-Fiction[Started on: June 14, 2022] This is an abstraction of real thoughts. My thoughts. Every time I feel harsh worry, dread, or fear, I will write; I will write right here. Those who want to read about another's poetry, go ahead, but I can't promise...
