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Sep 2020
I look over at her around 2 am and there are flames.

She stirred. She's constantly having nightmares fueled by past abuses
Traumas beyond any pain I ever knew...

But so much of his cardiac tissue has petrified...
The jagged edges cut into the soft parts as it tries to beat-- *******

I can't feel anything anymore.

The flames.

They're licking everything up
How does she just sleep through them?
Negating everything as the plasma shreds its chemical structure
Pulling apart molecules and sending them off into the sky

Licking my eyeballs, licking her face
Licking what it means to me, combusting this bed

I fill my rocky heart with as much guilt as I can muster, trying to contain these flames with an emotion
Up to my eyes, you know...
Trying to tell myself I'll put out that fire for good.

My eyes just sort of leak.
I watch the bedroom burn
My nerves pop and crackle
In the growing inferno

I become a marionette of the dancing fire
Confused by my own flickering actions
And sick selfish dialogue

Laying still, I watch my life get mocked by twitching shadows
And I can make the flames go away but they're there
For Pete
bennu
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bennu  26/South Philadelphia
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