Prey

The skin on my shoulders turning blue,
heavy, spreading
A scream is gnawing inside me
pressuring against my frame from the inside
Bad memories hang from the ceiling
like enormous cobwebs
grey, dangling –
this house is haunted.
Apathy, misery and death
blending together inside my brain
like black paint
thick, sloshing, staining
I’m a walking grave
and they force electric current through my brain
holding down my seizure
to revive the spirit they killed
I’m a trapped animal
squirming, cutting my flesh against the snare, bleeding
no matter where I turn
arms ready to grab me
pin me down and force life down my throat
My pulse is my worst enemy
and they feed my flesh their selfish love
These angels bearing horns and tails
surrounding my fried brain
they’re watching, they’re watching
there is no escape.

Copyrights © Senali Perera 26.8.2015