Bitter tea, sour lips.
There it is,
Sitting in your mouth,
And you take the leap,
And you swallow it down.

And now you're abusing.
You're trying to wash away,
The pain and regret,
But all it will ever do,
Is add a masked layer.

There, on the floor,
Lying naked and torn,
Your body turns into sun,
But the ache is still there,
Rotting your teeth and brain.

There is no escape,
Face the pain.
"I want to hide!"
You cry.
"I want to disappear."

"How can I go on?
Living like this here.
All I feel is sickness,
And the disgust,
That you cry."

I swear that I love you,
And that I never lie.

I am too far away.
Floating above you.
Away from you.

Never have I held a hand.
Never have I felt love.
There's a difference.

Unspoken and alien.
I cannot look.
Your eyes burn.

My breath smells.
It keeps you at length
You haven't really kissed me.

No one plays with my hair.
No one caresses my face.
No one holds my body.

A young child playing by herself.
Forever stuck in herself.
Forever apart from friends.

Never loving.
Never affectionate.
Never there.

You will never hold my hand.
You will never hold my heart.

The sunflowers are yanked from my grasp.
The only spot of sunlight I see,
Is through the slivers of your finger cracks.
I am choked and dragged below,
To this dank tunnel.

Countless times do I find myself,
Crawling through this thick mud,
Escaping from the gollum,
Ring in hand and throat intact,
I run through the forest.

These trees know my path and struggle.
They sway and change my vision.
Thick bows and strands of their leafy vines,
Slap against my back like the whips
Of condemnation.

I am free,
But this time,
Full of the aches of your pain,
Inflicted through my body,
Telling of my immanent captures.

Dashing, running, hopping and flipping,
Into the walls, bars, boxes, and bowls.
Heart beating, pounding, racing, trapped.
There is no where to dig, no where to climb.

I am a weak and feeble creature,
Bred to your consumption of entertainment.
I will continue to beg, for I have no pride.
I do not know my name, a thing surreal,
But the step of your foot is a name enough.

Freedom! Let me feel the length of my legs.
I am choked where there is not land.
The bars become a desperate chew,
And the clatter you hear is my mute cry.

Swollen bellies and bruised hips,
Rolling into the celestial waves
Of black velvet and diamond eyes.
We are transported away to dream.

Dancing through the poppy fields,
I find metallic harmony,
Played upon the strings of copper.
The curls of ivory trapping fingers.

The Mother of Pearl, whispering,
Says in sweet melodic tone,
"A rabbit is a curious, but timid man,
Formed to teach a lesson to the proud."

She then quixotically bated her lashes,
Took a drag of her scent and blew,
The billows of smoke waved across
And the sky melted to dripping words.

Hysterical cries and thrashing limbs,
The road I chose is difficult to climb.
And you are not by my side to guide.
The wound left behind,
Makes breathing sour.

The dull knife shoved between my ribs,
Deep into my heart,
Is still leaking poison through my corpse.
And I stumble.

I trip upon every rock and in every crack.
The wind bends through my pores,
And all I can feel is the chill loneliness.
The ache of emptiness.

My invitation, turned down,
Due to your ***-like qualities.
The ones that I loved and endured.
My call to love, bleeding
From the very heart that you stabbed.

Realizing one has ugly thoughts,
Is freeing and yet imprisoning.
Although one ultimately has control
Of one's brain,
The random, wicked idea
Somehow slips between
The cracks of sanity
And adds temptation to cruelty.

But the idea is choked on.
My throat closed around the air
Of the words to be spoke,
And I am mute with no emotion.
I am the ***** villain
Stealing your peaceful dreams at night
Creeping in alley's shadows.
My hands are the claws
Grasping at your children.

The crisp white linens
On the strand of innocence
Become soaked with my passing.
I am sully.
Unfit to be of your kin,
Forever marred
By the shame of my lazar-like thoughts
Sick with the tetter of the mind.