Pounding Heart
Pounding Heart


Brusque
Anxiously and in desperation
Cannot blame my shaky limbs
I am, in all fear
Catching air, as discreetly
As not to be heard
Lest by an assailant,
Slaughtered, upon detection
In my anxiety
I can hear my heart
Pounding in full volume
I whisper to myself,
To calm down
As I want to leave and live
It is a nightmare,
Coming to an end.
My back feels feverish
Out of mental Strains
The tocking sound of shoes
Seemingly, fade in the shadows
A trap, to lure me in action
?
Trepitation, my eyes are bulging
In distress, I pray it is over
And my Identity
Remaining in oblivion
A voice, amid nowhere
Here he is, in the cupboard
I scream as I am dragged out
Fighting, the only possible alternative
Kicks, all over me, I grunt in agony
Hurled, I crash in the wall before me
Not long, bathed in kerosene,
Lit, in happiness
And left to burn to ashes
My fault, a terrible crime
I wore a dress,
And forgot
Only born women could do so
Not a male,
With feminine instincts.