Pain and fear sit side by side, in front of me. On the bus. Holding hands. They slowly turn and stare me down, eyes from the devil, smiling with wicked lips. I busy myself with distractions from my window, I scream as pain's face appears from the outside,looking in. His brutal features framed and behind glass. The glass shatters. I feel the curling fingers of fear close around my protesting eyes. Pain is injecting itself- into me. Stabbing my arms, legs, abdominal. Pulsing. My screams are stifled, I choke and gag. Never enough air to steal. Struggle becomes too difficult and I submit hopelessly, curled in a pathetic ball.Birth sign: Capricorn
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