Choking on my Soul

Choke

Choking on bile

Fresh from my soul

My eyes collect

The wretched substance

I will fight

Never let the monster out

Please,

Turn around

Your innocence,

It blinds me

Your words,

They scratch at my heart

Walls come crashing down

My baracades struggle

to contain

My tainted love

My secrets

My burdens

Please, turn away

From this creatue

That I have unleashed

It will consume you,

Leave you scarred,

Yet I unscathed

 

 

 
 

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.  

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