Crying in a coat that smells of
Vinegar and vinyl
She got up from her coffin
Weakly she walked around
Wondering to herself why
A few thoughts and words
Could scare her so much
She kicked off and raised a leg
To find it numb to the feeling
Stirring in her head
It surfaces again
She said "It's not fear"
It's not something scary
But she was lying
As she collapsed on the ground
Utterly confused on why
Just the thought scared her so much
And she whispered
"Never"
