Thursday, June 12, 2014

Tattered Emotions



Stifled, wrecked and choked
by the vines of your oppression
I stumble through the forest looking for scattered remains,
the girl I was, the one now lost.
Seeking shelter in your embrace
I believed that somehow I would now be able to breathe.
That first breath, however, proved to be my last.
Slowly, the sun has set
Darkness descending until I am trapped,
caught in a void unable to react.
Where nourishing winds should have blown,
repressive rays battered the earth,
sweat spilled until my body felt limp.
Denied water I withered,
my will flushed,
excitement squashed,
energy extinguished.
Heart in chains,
spirit broken,
body weak,
I turn away,
the poison winning,
my soul lay dying.

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