The cold calm ceases its existence
as hasty heat ascends my spine.
The blank white mind
Burrows
as a chaotic clash circulates a once
Barren space.
The body, once Still and Quiet
enters a state of unrest
As a striking surge of unpleasant energy pierces the liminal space.
The ferocious fervent fear fosters a
pit in my stomach,
As my faint fragile confidence dwindles with the passage of time.
The slippery substance of sublime strains with focus,
As my audibly anxious thoughts anticipate the worst.
The broad blistering build of chaos
Spews from me,
as I remind myself to take a breath.
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Bria Lamonica
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I’m Bria and I am a writer/fashionista/corporate girly.
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