Bacterial Contamination

• Hollie Coleman, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2014

Sitting in the corner, hiding from the day,
Why can’t these voices just go away!?
With every shiver that goes up my spine,
It seems like the demons are entering inside.
These fear feasters that dwell inside,
Yes, it’s them from whom I’m trying to hide.
Get out! Get out! Get out of my head!
Just kill me; I would be better off dead!
Worry, concern, fear,
That’s all I can hear.
SHUT UP! I yell,
JUST GO BACK TO HELL!
Looking over at the mirror and all I see is this broken girl,
Why is it her who has to live in hell?
A flash of fear filled me from within,
I threw a book at the mirror and screamed “LET IT BEGIN!”
This road has been too long and it’s been rough.
My body full of adrenaline, no more running I’ve had enough!
I look down at the broken glass,
Is tonight the night, will it stop at last?