Drugs (naming the monster is forgiving the act)

The shades nailed closed over the windows to block the sun from inching into her.
following her is the BEAST that can never catch up but still retain the fear.

screaming will ease the aggravation.
scratching will coat the pain.

i hope i never figure out who destroyed this women.
i hope i never know who broke her down.

NAMING THE MONSTER IS FORGIVING THE ACT.

catching up is equal to the fact of insanity that is questioned. the cramps in her spine drive her to the edge.
pieces of her drift slowly off and shine into a path that leads her to (who knows) below her.

The eyes of the BEAST trace her outline-
she knows she is done.
holding
her
breath
and closing her eyes.
she allows the end to take the best of her.-
the BEAST in her.

x