The Exorcist (1)

Upon seeing you; sadness, anger and pain --
those rabid animals that live in my brain, untamed in flimsy cages
growl with demented passion, excited and agitated.
They are frantic with a hunger to rush to your body,
to feed on your blood and live forever.

How much of others’ miseries have you bolted inside you?
How much more till your strength finally deserts you?