08 March 2011

Thought Crime

Darkness
encroachinig
 i cover myself

in silence

and try to anticipate
the ending
but
the ending is unknown

as unknown
as it
can be

gasping
curling
curving
twisting
spun around myself
a web of silk to keep out the hurt

hands pressed to my mouth to keep in the words that betray  my
weakness

i cant show my weakness

the tears that taste like gin
and tonic

i swallow them and
pretend they are not caused by
your words

spoken
unspoken

all the words that
tear at my flesh
eat my soul
tangle in my hair and bite

bite
with venomous teeth
that leave
scars
bright red
on my skin

bright
red

but i press my fingers to my lips
and supress
repress

This is my lot
my liife

i try to fight
but end up here
on my floor
fighting back tears with

silver

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