You ooze out of my skin
I will slice you and leave scars
That itch and sting
Do I make you uncomfortable?
You take glee in knowing that I….
You have no immunity to me
That I will fall ill to your poison
Again and again
For every small triumph over you
I will make you suffer more
You grow like a tumour in my head
You are ever aware of my presence
But you are too small to cut out
Lest you slice that part of your brain
That holds my sanity
That precious sanity
That I cling to like a babe to its mother
That I’m so quick to steal from you
So in darkness I fall
‘Til the day comes when you say
NO MORE!
And you quietly give into madness
Pausing just long enough to hear you say
“What took you so long?”
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Thanks a bunches for posting this!
Thanks to you Tina for sharing your wonderful work <3
This was unexpectedly beautiful! I really loved this-empathy and darkness, and those photos are just pretty to look at!
Thank you for the compliment. I loved writing this. Mar always knows the right image for my work!