it strikes like a serpent 

coming on sharp

like the speed of light 
turned on like a switch 

all going to my head 
driving me insane

I tightly pull my self together
fading and falling apart

slipping away
along with my breath 

the migraine bombards my skull
the pain of a bullet wound

the blood loss rushing through my veins
nauseating 

I tremble and shake
held down I break

stomach growls in anger
fighting away 

the spiders and their winged steeds 
this heart stutters then skips a beat

the adrenaline boiling within me 
I jump to my feet 

and shout at the top of my vacuous  lungs
then I close my eyes reloading them with ammunition 

I breathe in the tranquility
and cleanse my mind

this new found strength fights back the shadows
showing no tears this hour

I crush the hell-raiser beneath my sole
not this time

I shall not let my self give in
I walk with my chin raised high 

with a authentic smile on my face
I graft the sword in its place