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[lacavaliera]

I feel it
unravel itself in me
like a string ball of death.
I feel it
shoot up my spine
and open the water duct
valves in my eyes
with a pressure
I could never match.
I feel my chest
sink like a slab of iron,
slowly descending
into the sand of misery.
I feel my senses
all merge to make
a pathetic, fuzzy perception
of the world.
I feel last summer,
I feel him
crawl with unwavering, black
claws into the tunnels
of my veins,
quickly carrying memories
to every nook and cranny of my body.
Once again,
I've lost control
Once a-fucking-gain.
I feel the past
control my every emotion.
I am a victim
to these emotions.
I am a victim to him.