When I look at the dark and a treacherous road
I can feel the anxiety rising from the pit of my stomach , tasting the acidI am gasping for breathe and my eyes blinded by dark clouds
Dragging my body to move and to survive
Or I ll be frozen to death
Or paralyzed with fear
I can feel the ice trickling down upon my spine , I shiver
And try to wrap the blanket around me , tighter and more secure
But I still feel fear and holding on to invisible bars , falling down ....down to hell and I pray to the godless sky to save me .
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Coughing Up Black Vile
PoetryPoetry of Human Emotions : Despair , trauma , sadness , depression , some happiness , and pure ugliness.