Loss of Life
His kisses leave a bitter taste
His hugs leave me cold
His words cut as false hope
Only with him I want to cope
But I Resent you
But my heart longs for you
I die from anxiety
I die by blood
Mark of the beast
and the beast is me
only ready to set my dying soul free
let me die with a punctured heart
and eat it while it’s pure for start
Soon they gather in my name
To celebrate my life but I lived it in pain
I loved but I loved him in vain
play my scars like a piano
sing my mind like a soprano
draw out my memories like Egyptians
capture my blood and use it as my diction
save my womb and give it to a virgin
so she shall bare my half because I wasn’t whole
Let her be pure for that was my goal
Until he laid me on my back and stroked ...
Stroked his ego why of course
Breaking my heart with time
Showing no remorse
he cannot speak at my farewell
He shall sit with the rest that hurt me as well
No one shall speak they don’t deserve
They’re the reason I’ll lie in dirt
Copyright © Krystin Douglas | Year Posted 2022
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