Pounding the glass in frustration
Cracking the veneer of reality
Garnet rivers of anguish
Split open my skin
Raging slits that scream with red mouths
Spitting obscenities
While I bleed out
Standing in the flood that flows from my veins
Coppery sweet taste slithers
Along my tongue as I gasp
Drowning as I drink
My pain
Love you dearest.
ReplyDeletenice page, cool poem :)
ReplyDeletethat pain is a mutherfucker, ain't it? but oh the beauty it inspires. <3
ReplyDeleteI'm with Vennie and Fantasy here.
ReplyDelete@ Fantasy, thank you darling.
ReplyDelete@ Deff, thank you much Darkling, a surprise to see you here.
@ Vennie, it is..but you are right-it does inspire.