Incomprehensible

 

She did not need a knife

To inflict damage upon herself,

For he did it for her.

His words cut deeper

Than any metallic object

She wielded ever could;

His unmasked hatred

Tore at her soul,

Rendering her incapable of

Feeling any salvational emotion,

His quick-tongued insults

Lashed against her heart

With a poisonous, but

Never deadly blow,

His fiery malevolence

Turned all of her

Potentially resistive thoughts

Into ashes, more weak

Than a solitary, cracked

Leaf which is thrown

Into the sky by the

Torrential rains.

No, she did not need a knife

To feel any pain,

But she used it anyway

To escape from that torture

Which he placed upon her.

Reviews

[Andromeda]

wow...really great, but sad twist at the end.