Red lingers beneath
dull-coloured eyes.
The fear and fury
trying to wrap itself
around me. Like a
beloved child blanket
I never had. Losing
myself, unable to mold
myself into what I want
to be. Unable to please.
I long for just one,
simple touch by
my mother, dead
but always remembered.
I want to feel like I really
deserve to be loved.
But they are
everywhere.
Waiting for
their chance to
leap. I must have
control, build
a wall that could
ruin my old self,
whatever that may be
It is the only way.
Blood sizzles underneath
my skin, skin
transformed
from white porcelain
to furious licks of fire.
Bite down,
meltdown,
I am a let down.
Metallic taste
floods in, both
bitter and sweet.
Cannot swallow
or I will choke.
Greedy little claws
grasp at my tender
neck. Resolve
weakening. I must, mu-
The claws
dig into flesh,
carving their
spiteful words.
To never leave me,
I am scarred.
Can't breathe,
chest tightened
into a ball
of angry tears.
Leave
Me
Alone!
Voice hoarse,
no more to give.
But, but, I must,
fight, must not
give up. I need
to love, not rage.
But they
will not
stop.
I am choking.
What is
happening
to me?
Pah!
A shower
of red tears.
Happy?
It is not
enough.
They whisper
their desires
with a wicked
smile. They
want more
anger, more
power.
Their hisses
are so quiet,
yet
the words
they speak
cover up
all doubt.
Lost within
a fog.
Where
am I? Rage
sparkling,
eyes dull
no more.