Chemistry And Mortality Poem by Erwin Maramat

How do I temper the silence raging inside?

When it holds all my secrets, who do I confide?

If we were one and the same

where do I run away to hide?

Bludgeon the beast if you

find the need but be wary,

for she bites back twice as hard,

she courses through my veins

feeding on my heart.

In the mirror I see her come to life,

a reflection of the dark side of the light.

She covets to be on the surface,

clawing her way out night after night.

—E.D. Maramat/Erwinism