WithdrawalA Poem by Kristan A. MohammedLearning to live without.How can
this pain be so real? I
scream. Raging
perversions enter, Like
smoke, Defusing
through every cell, Of me. … Of me.
The
venom bleeds from my pores. Tasting
like poison, Feeling
like a melody. Can I
break free?
Poison
me.
A
tainted utopia beckons, Like an
itch. Daring
me to resist. I give
in.
Thinking
in rhythms, ‘Cause
life is but a rhyme. Where
lucidity, Makes it
easier, To hear
your inner voice. But
harder at the same time. And oh
what a sound, A
faceless mime.
A
sinister touch enwraps me, Sensual trembles
of provocation. Where my
own fear, Entombs
me. Raping
away my sanity. I’m
sorry.
None can
ever know, The
meaning of forgiveness, ‘Till
they have longed for it, Themselves.
But
thank you. For
hating my flaws, More than
I do. © 2016 Kristan A. MohammedReviews
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StatsAuthorKristan A. MohammedArouca, Caribbean, Trinidad and TobagoAboutI am trying to uncover the enigma of the human emotion through poetry and other forms of writing. I think that the human mind and emotion is quite interesting to i have based my inspirations on it. more..Writing
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