And I felt the shattering, <br />I felt the rupture, the quake. <br />The loss of conscious muscle control, <br />As my unstable mind is released- <br />Diffracting through my body, <br />Destroying all forgiveness, <br />Pouring out through poison tears, <br />On the walls of my soul. <br />The contamination is soon controlled- <br /> The door is closed, the eyes turn cold. <br />And the running from the shadowing past, <br />Gains a quicker pace from this distorted world.<br /><br />Melissa Coventry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shattering-presence/
