It shakes my bones.
Hammers the night into my guts and
Takes flight the strength of twisted, clamped tight teeth.
Enamel cracks, and a half truth seeps out
Where a white lie grows black.
Infected by time,
Like a blackboard to scratch,
I claw my hands down a greasy face and feel deep the screech.
The deliberate hatred.
The tremulous rage.
The mechanical order of mind burns war with a chemical swirl.
I'm scared of love,
So with you I killed lonliness.
And fought for nothing much until the sun outshone our grave.
I love this "Enamel cracks, and a half truth seeps out Where a white lie grows black.Infected by time".
ReplyDeletePowerful and deep like a root canal, deep inflicted pain. Great imagery; I really could your pain~
You illuminated inner pain with imagery nearly all of us can conceive. Well-written.
ReplyDeletethis is the definition of angst-ridden
ReplyDeletewell done
vivid writing. im coming back
ReplyDelete"The delibrate hatred." - Such a powerful line.
ReplyDeleteA very deep and powerful piece of writing.
ReplyDeleteLiving with hatred and lonliness, is so sad.
Best wishes, Eileen
Makes sense now, scum.
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