Blood Rust

A scream fills my lungs...
And the exhale fills just a whisper
The scraping of my tongue
Forms only blisters

If peeling is healing then I'll be okay
I have my soothing embrace
To chase the pain away

Feel the spot and push it through
A ripping end as dull as you
Digging into your flat veins
A burning warmth as dead as me

My feelings exhaust me into this rope
The hatred that grips my throat
Trained in a conscious of one's compromised
Trained to fight for a reason
But not to die without it

Feel the rust as it eats through
Darkness falls as I fall into
Oil and blood on angels wings
Raining from the sky of sins

The exhale of life
The inhale of choices
The fate of those sworn to die
 

Reviews

[Legion]

Lot of interesting lines combined here as well as imagery. I especially like the 5th stanza. Almost could stand alone as a poem itself. Well done.

[darkgurl]

WOW! Such powerful emotion here, can feel the pain in this, wonderfullu written and expressed. "My feelings exhaust me into this rope The hatred that grips my throat" Like these lines the best. Wonderfully written.