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Corruption

Something is haunting me everyday
Its presence lingers in the air
I can feel it, I can sense it
I feel it breathing down my neck
This aching pain, this heavy regret
My heart begins to pick up speed
It sounds like a Skrillex dubstep beat
I break out in a cold sweat
I feel as if ice and water rush through my veins
The lost friendships and broken relationships surround me, taunting me, teasing me
They swarmed around me like bees around a hornet
My parent’s many lectures echoed endlessly in my ears
Oh, oh God! OH GOD!
HELP! IT’S CONSUMING ME!
IT’S INVADING MY SOUL!
I HAVE NO CONTROL!
I CAN’T BREATHE! PLEASE! HELP! HELP!
…………………
I tried to break free, but to no avail
I’m rooted into evil like an old willow tree
It has taken over, I have said my farewells
I am gone, no longer myself, no shreds of hope
I am……Corrupted.




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