I feel like I'm on my deathbed;

My teeth in a war zone.

With every scrape,

My eyes start to shed tears

Gums bad to the bone.

 

There's no way to run

No way to hide.

Blood splatters everywhere

Mouth drowning, teeth chattering.

What a life in the way ride.

 

I feel numb; this is it.

It's hard to smile

It becomes quiet too long.

I breathe in and out

Trying to heal myself for a while.

 

I crawl out to the surface.

The deed is done;

I gurgle and spit up blood;

My eyes triggered.

The plaque from my gums has gone.

 

I walk out of that hellhole

Body full of sweat and grime.

I smile and wave goodbye

To the dentist who cleaned my teeth

Until next time.

 

Created on August 19, 2016