Personal Deaths by Kayleigh Starr

Guilty strangulation
Torturing binding
Shackles of fear tighten
Becoming a monster
A serpent wriggling infiltrating
Venom drips from fangs of white
Muscles tighten
Waiting for the strike
Small disappointments become a sea
Churning burning repricrosity
We all die our personal deaths
Smothered by our fears
Poisoned by truths unspoken
How do we continue
Living while we are broken