Pauline M Campos is a former newsroom journalist turned stay-at-home-writer-mama with the requisite blog. She contributes to Owning Pink, Bookieboo, An Army of Ermas, and posts 3 times a week at her blog.
Zombie
By Pauline M Campos
Voices raised fingers pointed
tears
thoughts racing guilt swelling
eat
something anything
chew
swallow
repeat
words thrown overhead
salt in wounds
pepper in soul
let them yell
escape
zombie-like
walk downstairs
enter bathroom
lock
get on knees
lift the lid
open mouth
despair
insert finger
gag
release
stand up wash hands
glance at reflection
mascara streaks
flush
wash
mesmerized
anxieties
feras
turmoil
swirl
sweet nothingness
lock up self
unlock door
voices raised
fingers pointed
go through motions
again
Yikes, what a trip.
a sad sad picture in my mind
very real for some people out there
thank you
thank you for your poem…
I really liked the ending “Lock up self” “Go through the motions again”.
Very true!