See my oblivion
Feel my pain
Cleverly
Disguised between
Anger
Hate
This honor
I bestow among
Select few
The cut of my teeth
The slash of my tongue
My weakness
My tears
So many
Don’t conceal the wound
That bleeds with endless
Need
Scream
Anything
Say something to me
FUCK ME
LOVE ME
HATE ME
The silence between
Deliberate salt you
Sprinkle inside my
Wounds
Rolling me in a
Fire that burns
Blistering
Misunderstanding within me
Set me free
NO!
Wait! Don’t leave
Wow! I love it.
ReplyDeleteThis beautifully captures the contradiction of the moment.
ReplyDeleteWhat a suffering! I felt a lot of desperation in it, no wonder why those words are red, they must be written with blood. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteI can feel this. Red is a sure color for these words.
ReplyDeleteSilence often fills the distance of what misunderstanding has developed. ~M.
ReplyDeleteNice, thanks. We all struggle with our relationships. We may get better, but we never get well! Have a good weekend!!!
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