raw

stay

You walk away,

I wait

Gone

The world breaks apart

The groaning earth cracks

The heavens tear asunder

running,falling

Eyes burning with the sting of salt

My chest aches, the muscle of my core cracks

Bile rises up in me

Rivulets of Blood flow in a cage of ribs

Claws of Malice grasp into the beating muscle

Spilling my life through its talons

Terrible keening fills the air , something is dying

Eyes drowned in tears

I stumble in a half run

seeking the dying creature

The agony of its violent pain deafens me

Crowds surround me, mouths moving, mute

their faces are blank, deaf to the cries of the dying

Talons are clawing  at the broken muscle struggling in my chest

I fall, My mouth is open, my heart pleads in agony

The broken thing  lies fallen, curled in a womb

Cries as old as the earth tear out of my mouth – echo tears in my heart

The  heart struggles in weakness,

Salt crystals grate into my cheeks

I watch as the hand tears open from within me

hollow

heart lies next to me, dull and grey

curled in a womb

the tide of tears from the grotto deep within

rises in a flood out of me, drowning the shadow of my heart

silence – cold, hollow finally stills the creature

soft whimpers are the only echo

lying, a curled up husk in a womb

sorrow covers its naked form in heavy layers

blanketing the creature complete

the stitching of sorrow is the thread of your love

pulled tight through the needle of your cruelty

yours are the talons rending my core into shattered remains

my heart lies without, torn from me

dull, greying muscle

– a heart dying

– a husk curled in hate’s womb

– a creature hidden in sorrow’s quilt

love

______

hate

raw

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3 Responses to raw

  1. deadpoet88 says:

    Whoa, so much darkness, so much pain, anguish, sorrow, so much emotion. I love the imagery, very powerful. This is by far one of the best pieces I’ve read.

  2. Kim says:

    Thank you for your comments. This poem is a purging of a the darkest time in my life.

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