Feasting on Fear by Maria Terezia Ferenczit came up like a splinter
painful, inflamed, infected
pushing it's way to the top
and out just a little
it had been hurting for decades now
the reminder still there inside
waiting
building the strength
to come out
pushing it's way to the surface
where it belonged
not lodged deep where no one would ever see
out free
leaving the wound at peace
to heal
yet this was so horrible
so terrible
that every time it came close
she swallowed it whole
pushing down the dark
where she thought
it belonged
we all eat our pain
02/12/2014 Posted on 02/12/2014 Copyright © 2025 Maria Terezia Ferencz
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