Poem – “Discontent”

Damnation that has haunted me since before
Irrational, inevitable
Skulking in the blood around my brain,
Cautiously creeping…
Only you will be my fall, will you not?
Never letting go, clinging like a child ghost
Tantrums, the wails of you drown me out
Eager as a rich fever, stealing me away
Nagging, gnawing like cells of disease
Tyrant in the dark, ruler of one only

©2018 S. M. Shuford
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