Grayness.

by blossom666

Tell me when you’ve done

condemning me to the

huts of the cursed

when you’re finished hissing

venom at me. Tell me when

your hate fueled

words will come to an

end and I can once again

breathe. Tell

me when you are finished

tearing apart my soul so

I can again, fix the broken bits.

Tell me how long the broken

shells will lay at my feet,

my blood soaking

the ground I walk, my spirit

seeping into the earth,

grayness snaking through

my heart. Tell me.

 

Karen Hayward ©2016

 

 

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