Tunnel

Tunnel

Strained able arms are stressing,
against trembled tingle pressing.
Moist palms grasping small slides,
of endless little bloody glides.
Hand's wet paper flapping wounds,
are petals with crimson blooms.
Punishing pain lapps up vigor,
turning off brain's lithe trigger.

Thoughts gasp beneath a weight,
from old emotion's bleak state,
and shackled so deeply away,
to be ignored as less than prey.
Attacked after bound and blind,
as vile beasts feast in the mind,
on crude food left for survival,
after devouring the slack rival.

Muscle strands split and sprung,
as tendons snap frayed unstrung.
Anxious heels dig and scratching,
with no frantic purchase catching.
Slick gored hold suddenly slips,
unfrictioned by reddened drips,
Fall in a beat down untold feet,
as staccato echo screams repeat.

Lost wide eyes of bulging fears,
that terrified runaway tears,
burn dry down this solo plummet,
to splendor’s opposite summit.
Lungs ooze a bubbled howling,
as lips grind wall’s rough scowling.
Despair's cacophonic sound,
ricochets forever with no ground.

EaS