the hell inside my head

i am scared of the words that might dribble unto this page 

i am scared of my words 

they have grown teeth 

and crave to munch on flesh

my tongue tickles for the taste of blood 

gooose bumps shiver down my spine 

sending such a cold thought 

to puncture the cranium 

to find such thoughts 

of worthy to write 

but everything that pops in my head 

is like static and fuzz

voices that scream 

insecurities , and peel off my skin 

unveil monster inside of me 

the pen in my hand 

I wield it into metal 

and turn it into 

a knife 

and 

slice 

through 

my 

neck 

and 

spill 

out 

my 

guts 

and 

hack 

away at my organs 

and  rip 

out my heart 

last 

because 

my heart 

is what makes my poetry 

beat feeling 

into 

plowshares 

and 

reap 

what 

i sow 

and 

so I let 

the devil 

sow 

my heart 

and 

let 

hell 

reside in there