Whispers sweeping through a body
A promise kept and tied upon me
Choking holding all that’s sacred
Until you take your curse and break it
Let me tell you, I have a secret
A piece of me you haven’t seen yet
A collision of truth, lies, eminent.
A bitter shrine of loss and regret
Of echoing laughter and bleeding eyes
Of rotting teeth and melting sighs
A hemorrhage of place and time
A shard of glass; a shred of silence.
Let me tell you, I have a secret
A piece of me you haven’t seen yet
A collision of truth lies, eminent.
I dig into the depths of me and listen
I hate the gnarled, twisting hatred
I hate the burning, pulsing jagged
Ripping, Slicing, Piercing…
Let me tell you, I have a secret…
There is no light now…Your eyes will never see it.
Author notes
Abuse should never be excused.
