Rising, flooding, bursting through your body,
Ripping away the serenity you once held.
Roaring in pain, your feelings are not misinterpreted,
They are accurate, horrific realizations.

Realizations of your captivity and suffering.
Discovering there is no escape, no paradise in which to go,
You reluctantly surrender.

It continues to evade your capture,
To resist your advances at subduing it.
Your life seems to be diminished with every poke and prod.

It evades and alludes you,
Darts away from your grab at it.
It takes away your hope of reaching harmony.
Like an animal bowing to a master,
You submit.

It continues to torment, torture, and sting your body.
Unending pain.
Unimaginable agony.
You cannot stop it.
Noting can.
You can only submit.