Syringe

Rachel "D" Winslow

It hovers above
And laughs a horrible laugh
I cry out
And no one hears
The light
Shrieks
Its neverending glare
The liquid shifts
As it adjusts
To the angle

As I pull back
And I struggle
Against my bonds
It comes
And seeps
Through this caged animal

My blood boils
I am on fire
Temperature rises
Tension mounts
I see red
I am exposed
Humanity escapes me
How to escape
My prison
If I could hide
In the shade of death
In the arms of darkness
The end to my suffering
The guise of my hell

Note: Scansion is the analysis of verse in rhythm, method of division and stressed or unstressed syllables. The lack of punctuation and slight incoherence here is purposeful; I believe it stresses the tension behind the character's voice and sets the tone for his frantic, hurried thoughts as he struggles against his bonds.