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Apr 2015
With my mouth taped shut, and my hands *******,
my feet shackled down, anxiety pushes me
to my own bewildered hell. Where endless
oceans break along a coast of shame

Her eyes hold no emotion and her heart
holds a lifeless tune. But nothing will
ever beat her devilish dress woven from
the stolen sanity of the prey she lurks at night.

She tears at my skin as I fall deeper in.
Pity means nothing to her exuberant claws.
My fears engraved in her malicious mind.
Her icy breath lingers. A puppet to her world.

My thoughts reek of burnt molasses,
drowning hope in their viciousness. I choke
on the screams that will never escape as
utter helplessness buckles my knees

water in my lungs, my eyes are stinging red
while Iā€™m drowning in my mind again
Haley Lorish
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Haley Lorish
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