Condemned with a bitter and stale taste
A tainted love stains the tip of my tongue
Writhing wretched souls take control of me
In a decision otherwise sealed by fate:
I cave.
Does god see me differently, now that I'm
scathed?
Do the angels in their white pearls look down
on my blackened heart?
I've been touched by the devil himself and in
his loathing eyes I see nothing at all.
Stillness. A void. A mere, empty abyss.
I am damaged. A package that's been ripped
open only to have my remains thrown away.
Nobody wants a used and old, tattered heart.
It is nobody's job to mend it - to take it under
their wing.
I am the leftovers. I am nobody's prize.
Has the sky sealed me in, trapping me in this
hell on earth?
Do they know that I'm dirty?
Do they know I have looked evil in the eyes
and fought my way through the darkness
That engulfs minds only to be slapped with
this label of disgust and guilt?
I will never be the same.
You took my pride and squashed it like a bug.
I scrub at my skin to remove the pieces of you
that I never asked to receive.
Rid me of your false affection and cleanse me
so that I am again welcome amongst the
clouds and the stars.
Do you know that I'm dirty?
How will I know when the remnants are gone
and I have regained all the parts of myself
again?
I am unclean.
I am dirty.
Do you feel remorse?
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Repetitious Affairs
Poetry❝The terrors that consume me Leave me breathless - Gasping for stale air That I decline knowing that It too has been Touched by you - Deep in your lungs - And I cannot bear To have any more Pieces of you inside of me -❞ - A journey of self-discover...
