Nothing

I scream
Pain, torment
Boiling liquid
Flows through my veins
Searing, burning
Destroying my brain

A virus of the mind
Spread insidiously
Eating away
At the fabric of reality
Changing everything
Making it all the same

Scalding hot
Cauldron of fear
Empty plate of lonliness
Streams flow with blood
Silver stinging
Harmless pincushion

Shredding, rending
Tearing
Biting, fighting
Never ending battle
For nothing
A heart-felt battle for naught

    -- Bem Ajani Jones-Bey     6.28.99