Anguish

One word

From a stranger

Half thought

Blowing steam

Ugly Hydra ramifying in me

Invading my mind, finding all corners

Swelling, growing, conquering, tearing

Devouring. Obsession.

The fight would be in vain

The Hydra is a domineering force

The Will intends to contain it

Begging Rationality to help

The small team is pushing the doors close

But like an inflammation going out of control

The emotions are responding to the Hydra

The pressure is intense

Doors and windows suddenly deflagrate

The mental torturers found the gates to physicality

Biological response, shortage of breath

Lachrymal glands scaling up the production

Any attempt to stifle the factory

Is countered by a raging Hydra

Slamming into the brittle defences

The war is lost, like an injured animal

I need to find a hidden place

Concealing from the predatory eyes of the world

Letting the Hydra amplifying and devouring my emotions

The agony will last eons

When the battle is finally over

The hydra having self-destroyed once the field was devastated

I stand alone in the aftermath, the chilled wind whipping my face

Somewhere the seeds of hope, joy and self-esteem are hidden

I need to find them and nurture them to growth

Until the next storm takes them away.