The words are too sharp

Shuttering my soul

My eyes wide as the moon

Calling to the night to save me

With no answer replied

Like a knife gliding along my vertebrae

Defenseless against my own self doubt

Every minute every moment longer than the last

Glimpsing in astonishment; the utter darkness of my mind

Terrified in disgust

I’m trembling in my

Menacing vibrations

That I created

I can’t take this anymore

Finishes the poem*

Nina