Paranoia

Sickness

Flutters

Crawls on

My skin.

I can’t rub

It off.

Swirling

In my mind

An evil

Concoction

Of turmoil

And dread.

I tear

And claw

At myself

‘Til I bleed

From frustration.

Fright

Cold sweat

Trembling,

I can’t take this

Anymore.

Why do you

Have to make this

So hard

For me?

With shredded

Skin,

Broken

Nails

I rip out

My eyes

I can no longer

See with.




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ABOUT THE POET ~
Gitana Deneff is an aspiring writer living in Southern California. She writes in her journal almost everyday and tries to look everywhere for inspiration. The world is her oyster and it's treated her well, helping her create beautiful poetry about things that affect her. You can view all her works on her blog: www.xoxotani.wordpress.com.


Last updated May 19, 2011