Sunday, 13 October 2013

Tremors

A shuddering starts within the heart.
Tremble not you shout in silence
But inward contemplation fails.

There is an Alien awaiting freedom inside.
It pushes at the boundaries of your chest.
It gnaws at the intestines in the pit.

One day if will escape, you think your free.
But as it goes it rips out your heart.
There it will lay for all to see.

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