The Death of Me

A raging battle Between the sky and sea The ground is cracking The air is choking Pieces of a plastered heart beneath filleted meat Spewing hate and rage The venom enters your veins Paralyzing fear The ground is shaking The sky is falling A crumbling mountain of hope falls beneath the sea Unable to breathe; held underneath Begging for the pressure to lift A helping hand, a plea! Tumbling and thrashing In a downward spiral All fight is gone Allowing the waves to cover me In hopes the current carries to safety A journey of blistered feet Dry mouthed, swollen eyes The fog too thick to see The dimming light ahead of me As laughter turns to screams I hate it, I hate it! I hate what you've given me Where is the peace! Words fall on a deaf audience A round of applause is all that's received Ah, the life of a puppet Hung by its own strings Powerless and defeated The core of a hollow being Chest is tightening, trembling lips A dizzying dance of retreat This monstrosity that bloomed from a mother's Womb; and heart - A shame To sow a seed To watch it grow Delicate petals, solid structure Treacherous center Invasive roots suffocate the beauty For he is King And I am merely a Servant at his feet Written May 28, 2021