Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
II. Waterboarding He's bleeding out now sickly sweet syrup pouring it straight down my throat (or trying to) telling me to drink and the more I struggle and choke the more he pours out smothering both feathers and flight ever apologetic for the the mess - but so sure that if he keeps bleeding, keeps pouring I will eventually see how much he really loves me. but when drowning one only loves air
0
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
Psychological Warfare
II. Waterboarding He's bleeding out now sickly sweet syrup pouring it straight down my throat (or trying to) telling me to drink and the more I struggle and choke the more he pours out smothering both feathers and flight ever apologetic for the the mess - but so sure that if he keeps bleeding, keeps pouring I will eventually see how much he really loves me. but when drowning one only loves air
devon-1
Written by
May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem