The chest tightens.
Throat dries.
Lips tremble.
Shoulders tense up- crunch.
Sharp toothed words swim out into anger deep.
You wash up on the edge of hurtful shallows.
Back strains.
Lungs press.
Awful scream.
Hoarse and shaking-thus cruel silence.
Insult arrows, poison tipped.
Restless rage-thus thoughts of violence.
Cooks in your stomach.
Searing the insides,
blackening the heart.
Dread of us living together.
Slightly less than the fear of living apart.
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