Love Lost
Love lost
You don't seem to realise the comments hurt, Because of the way my brain works,
It spins it whirls it twirls into a negative Abyss,
Degrading, berating and promoting self-loathing into the mines dentrites,
These metaphorical mental tree roots invade and corrupt,
Rotting every inch of my brain into nothing but pain,
Pulsing throbbing through now trunk-like veins,
It's destination my heart hurling towards my body's loving core,
To desecrate to destroy and leave a loathing reeking heartless corpse,
Where love once ruled there is no love conquered by ravishing rancours
Copyright © Sarah Cope | Year Posted 2022
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