Seeking Solace

23

Take my heart in your hands,

taste its tainted blood, its endless poison.

Take from me my life,

if I can escape this raging flood, this storm inside me.

The poison is filling me up, cold and unforgiving.

This war inside is killing me, soaked with blood and fire.

I'm feeling the beginnings of a fracture, spreading to a tare.

Your sudden coldness is breaking me,

I'm faking a smile when you're here, to hide the fear.

You never hit with a fist, you didn't have to.

The ever reappearing bruises on my heart were enough.