When she comes
It may be indistinguishable to you
You glance at me
And I smile back in return
Not one dew drop on my skin
You imagine to yourself what kind of life I may have
You imagine the cupcakes I must eat for dinner
You imagine the sugar and spice I must sprinkle on every meal
You imagine the organized perfectly placed items on my desk
The friends I must surround myself with
The laughs I share
The memories I must have accumulated from the amazing life I lead
But you don’t know
You don’t know I’m tormented by something I want to call a she
Because what else could she be
She’s jealous
And controlling
She’s slick
And manipulative
She slithers gracefully
But a bite so poisonous
It creeps so slowly
Like Guillain-Barre
starting from my toes
Nerve by nerve
Muscle weakness
Lung paralysis
I cannot breathe
No strength to hold me upward
Gravity too strong it pulls me down
Fetal position
Finding the first corner
Feeling like I’m drowning
Right from within
Overflowing
Out of my tear ducts
That is what she feels like
She feels like a restlessness within my body
With no strength to get up
But no strength to stay still
She feels like
Exhaling so deep
To rid the body of all its poisonous acidity
Like needing to empty out the lungs
Of all the negativity it wants to say
She’s like a werewolf
On a full moon
Howling to the pain
Cries that cannot be restricted
She’s like
A shot of epinephrine
Telling my body it needs to run
Or it needs to fight
Tachycardia
Bounding pulses
I swear in the silence of the night
When all should be calm
I could feel it
Irregular
As if each jugular had its own heart
She’s a constant worry
Distrust of the world
To feel like your most prized possession
Is not safe
She hibernates at times
But she never leaves
That is what you do not see
When you look at me
That is what you do not know
When you think you see me
But you don’t
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