With my hands
I tear away
That of the reflection
Of a smile made ice
No more dignity
For the poisonous bite
Are those signs of illness,
Or is it my blurred sight
Once was that skin desired
And those eyes beloved
But the soul escaped from her
And the meat and flesh destroyed
It was consumed by pleasures
That turned in hunger
There is just an echo
Of what life was
The light fades
The light dies
It is the mirror’s dark side
There are ten thousands ways of feeling all wrong
The visions show that less than a woman I am
Therefore instead of righteous I am not strong
My head tunes in search of your voice
Screaming to me
From the covers of my bed I search your heat
Instead of growing strong I grow weak
I see in others the things I wish I’d see in you
I feel the brokenness of my heart since there’s a leak
And I lose my blood
I see no future in the visions I see for me
I am a racer with broken knees
I despair in the room of the mental institution
Each, corner to corner white is all I see
Numb I feel
Yet again I had to visit the dead old body
Obscure the gates I had to open to grieve
Among the living death I see
Myself is just below my feet
I left flowers
Questions asked again then repeated
Happy endings I’d wish to live
Of welcomed endings I am deleted
The act I repeat, my feelings I buried
This scene is not for me
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