Unnoticeably Huge

Sitting in a chair,
laying in bed,
walking on the street,
listening to your lover’s day.

It’s hard to explain
when they won’t understand;
one moment I’m fine,
the next I could die.

They think these things
could only be caused
by the large, scary monsters
who threaten the way of life;

the demons who sit
on their throne of thorns
that pull me into a poison kiss
and scrap me when they’re done.

Yes, those wolves sit inside me
and they threaten me week by week,
but sometime my panic starts deeper than I can reach
and pushes its waves from my head to my feet.

The air is thick.
My heart has stopped.

This invisible dread let itself in.

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