21 January 2013
Palms are sweaty, Pulse is racing, Thoughts are swirling, Mind is failing.
Hearts are beating, Chest is tensing, Gripping white knuckles, Panics a creeping.
Bite of the lip, Clench of teeth, Pain all around, All underneath.
Body starts shaking, Fear sets in, Memories erasing, I realise my sin.
Then I feel that release, I'm not sure why, Anger flares up, It stings but I barely cry.
Scarred • Opuss № I