Money

I can feel it surround me
Thick, dark and clawing
It seeps into every orifice
I feel it crawl inside my eyes
Seeps down my throat
It burns as I inhale it
It clogs up my insides
It grips around my heart
I feel myself turning
It’s becoming part of me
As I breathe so does it
I despise it but need it
It has become my sustenance
I do not have the strength
To break free of its hold
I cry but it silences me
I will never escape

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