Beneath this fear- doubt rages
She is a tempest of dark
And swirling energy
I hold my breath, close my eyes
But I can still feel her winds
Upon my breast
Her stench within my nose
I am blinded by her
Binded by her
She is me-
unraveled and ugly to behold
This nothingness and lack
This worthless and unworthy
What will become of me?
I fight still her whispers-
Her secret reminders
That I will never be enough
My heart is bleeding from her sweet
Sweet nothing
And all I can do is wait for this
Darkness to pass