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Jan 2015
The wooden floor is drenched in blood
That you have shed from your mouth
I pick up the teeth that you have lost
And question why I am so calm
Then I see myself losing my bones
Breaking into a body beaten down
To a nothingness that is mere ash
I am the residue of the hell I lived
A fear encompasses my flesh
From my core to my mind to the soul

I am scared beyond comprehension
Of all that lies beneath the dirt
I am decaying like them but yet...
I scream in the panic as the light dims
And I find myself sweating in the horror
Where have I gone to have come to this
I am nothing but the void in the sky
The discomfort has turned to agony
So I smile to hide the truth in my heart
He has no idea...They will never know
That I am simply broken like pixels

You can only see me if you look consciously
But I am a deceiver as is the media
I hide behind everything that molds me
Like cement I am hardened to be stepped on
I am the rotted apple you toss away
Because I lost my spirit in the war
That you sent me through by passion
Desire has killed me as has every sin
I am no longer here...I am dead to you
And to everyone who thinks they see
Ofelia Rose
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Ofelia Rose
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