Pain like needles,
Stabbing, constant, sharp.
Mental anguish like a ton of bricks,
inside lurking terrorizing me sick.
Cuts deep like canyons cut by rain,
Flowing free & unrestrained.
Crushed like a bag of ice,
Kneeded, smashed, & diced.
Cut off like cancer,
Ripped away, sliced out, gone forever.
In pieces like a puzzle,
Messy, falling a part & scattered.
Dead feeling like a rose,
Wilted smelly & decomposed.
Turmoil like the lava beneath earth's crust,
Bubbling, boiling, about to violently combust.
Sadness like a motherless child,
Meek, affraid, eyes untrusting & wild.
Affraid to ever fall again,
Distant, cautious, never more than friends.It stings like a switch,
Alone, crying, left to die in a ditch.
Heart broke with the force of thunder & lightning,
Hard, fast, can't breathe chest is tightening.
Hopeless like a sinking ship,
Clinging, holding fast, but inevitibly losing my grip. Corrie Pearson 5-28-16