Disappearing Act


My thoughts are suddenly disastrous
to the confounds of my head,
desperate clawing, ferocious gnawing
until I begin to wince in pain.
No substance can subdue,
there is no cure for this internal war-
not even sleep can bring relief.
I must allow my fingers to bleed free
these tormented words from me.
No one will hear the words as I write.
But they are bold upon release,
practically leaping off of this page-
only to leave it once again stark white.

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