Wishing I could pull you from the wreckage of your carnal mind.
Twisted thoughts and lies fill your days and haunt your sleepless nights
What other lies have brought destruction to your soul that dumped it’s spoiled milk on me and mine?
Like an empty tombstone the carcass lays bare for all to see…yet you have no idea the death it spells belongs to you.
You act so confident and sure, and all the while you hide behind your insecure mask of shame and fear….and I smell blood – someones dying from the inside out.
The cloak of bitterness and unforgiveness you carry wraps itself around you and begins to choke any semblance of freedom that you cling to.
Your mind impregnated with the seeds of abuse, you give birth and nurture that which eats you alive.
Bleeding from the very core…your heart leaks and then pumps through your entire being the cold and wintry loneliness that you despise, until your blood turns to ice…
The words you speak fall on the floor and puddle around her feet, as she tries to grasp the fleeting love you try to send and hold on to the music in her head.
Over and over she reaches out into the abysmal grey night to grab hold of you and pull you in, but trust is not your bedfellow and the warmth she seeks withers in the windy frost.
I watch you come forward and pull back and come forward again, as her love draws you like a magnet
You want it, you taste it and yet you run hard to get away from it, knowing all the while that it is your saving grace ….you let her in..damn it and now..
You push her, you shove her, you verbally abuse her…you hurt her so she’ll go… and then safety…
But God has other plans, just as the storm passed over…there in the valley of death, buried in a lifetime of snow, a tiny heart beats…
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