DESPERATION

It claws with razor sharp rage,
It gnaws like a slow cut,
It grinds like stone on stone,
Turning the strong to dust.
It floods like poisonous gas,
It drowns like a pool with no surface,
It stings like strong sand infested wind.
It burns like the Sahara sun,
It freezes like the Arctic moon.
It drags across skin with sharp blades,
Loosing, tearing flesh.
It confines within it's prison,
It taunts with stings of serpents.

It fills your mind,
It soaks your heart,
It impales your soul,
And steps on your will.

Desperation.