Wicked Thing

What is this wicked stinking thing
creeping
into my belly
in my head
i thought I got rid of you
i thought I fought
hard and strong
i broke in pieces then put it together
yet it leaks in
wearing me down,
and I crawl
away
please just leave me
alone.
I need.
I need
to recover.
I need
quiet and warmth
hands and spirits on wings.
Yes it is out there
in the dark
and I am weak…
at times
so weak
it is something not to speak of
think about
the weak
need…
i just can’t
fight alone
but I know, there are those to fight with me
and they do.
Evil stink
dirty seeping thing
i will fight,
together, and
i
will
win

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