Burning Stomach

Hands

Force me down

Pin my shoulders

Against

A metal table

Blank faces peer down

I don't know

If their features are empty

Or if my eyes are foggy

And I scream

So loudly

That i don't make a sound

My jaw

Cracked open

A smoldering ember

Dropped into

My stomach

It sits there

Almost burning a hole

Through my abdomen

But somehow

It is suspended

Turned into pain

Without action

And I try to move

Writhing with discomfort

But still

I am forced

Into inaction

Panic mounts

Tears spring to my eyes

I see a familiar figure

At the edge of my vision

And as I call out for help

There are promises

Of empty caliber

That I'llll be saved

Fixed

But of course

My pleas fall

On your silent ears