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We enlighten our essence,
as we constitute our resistance.
Eyelash bones swimming, into pockets of etched memories
As earths skin nourishes me with mother nature’s stone
Melodies weaving tragedies on tightrope bones
As I  cross the scar tissue bridge my grief reverberates
Lacerating the fabric of my beliefs
Fingers dancing across the ribs of truth
The sternum of strength
Gritting my teeth whenever I think of you
Hollowed out heart
Whiskey hot on my lips, where you use to be
Your still my favorite taste
A tinge of you still exists
The fingertips of my mind are asleep  
As I consume the spoon of my wrongs
The dusty razors braid into my veins
Echoes swirling scars uprooting my flow
Mentally caging me
I was fine, in one piece
You sought to paralyze me, though I thrived  
*******, blackened eye
*******, broken teeth
*******, bloodied face
Running from myself inside of my head ,and there is no room left
My heart is my diary, under lock and key
Your tounge is your  noose
My indignation is your gallows
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