Pulsing Pain
Only fear comes to comfort me...
I'm still alive
A breath
I'm all right
Red crimson surrounds my body
I'm afraid I'm going to die
No visions
No memories
Only fear
Comes to comfort me
The needle I was holding
Is now jammed into my skin
Forcing my brain
To alert me of pain
I close my eyes and lean back
The wetness strikes my control
As it snaps into pieces
And shatters into millions
I'm not okay
I'm not all right
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