Why. Betrays. Writhing inside. Evil

Why. Betrays. Writhing inside. Evil being consuming. Strengths depleting. Those that can think won't. Ideas that can’t. Blast away. Little chucks. Lose yourself every time. Red metal light. Pin pointed. Concentrated. Beam. Light pours in through. Windows illuminate the black. Mark. The chunk of your lost self. The evil. Stirring inside your chest. Slowly. Dies. But you die with it. Blinding me. Metallic whirring. Shrapnel beams pierce. Your flesh. Leaving invisible holes. Notes fluttering flying. Whispering to the floor. Notes hit you. Your face head arms and soul. Blank white reflective. Lost strength. Pours from invisible holes. Carry on they said. But why. When it stays. Evil sticks. Stuck inside. Apart of your flesh. Never to truly depart. Always lurking. Closer. No.

I was scared when I was told. I had been eavesdropping on their conversation. I knew it was wrong but I didn't stop. She never told because she was afraid of causing me more stress during senior finals. I had been in oblivion for the past couple of weeks. She kept her secret well-guarded.  Locked up. Airtight. Betrayed by the body. I didn't want to lose her too. I still needed her to give me the guidance I took advantage of.  The love.

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