These four wallsA Poem by Glennise AyukThose walls and the things that go on behind them...1. These four walls They say do not kiss and tell So I let no one in on my hell, all the secrets held within these four walls.
Your leather belt slashing viciously against my tender skin were we really once in love? shattered mirrors, broken reflections. my five inch stilettos hard into your ribs. The scars and pain all hidden behind these four walls.
I can barely stand your face, your scent. Above the aroma of Christmas turkey, strawberry pie, a rose garden and that lavender fragranced air-freshener the neigbours smell from far-off, I’m still overwhelmingly suffocated by the imposing malodour of animosity that is the most concentrated feeling living inside our four walls.
In this moment we do not meet eye to eye Our hands better not graze a bruise of trouble as bean soup is passed around, any scratch will interrupt the integrity of this fine façade that overlies our rotten wounds Our perfect friends are home for dinner and we know we cannot show them the imperfections we seclude with these four walls.
But when they’re gone our words are blades spoken to slit the other’s carotid, so one of us can bleed to sleep and the other find peace within these four walls. G.A © 2018 Glennise AyukReviews
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4 Reviews Added on December 31, 2017 Last Updated on January 3, 2018 Tags: #love, #poem, #poetry, #lovepoem, #bravelove, #disguises, #thesefourwalls Author
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