Soul SuicideA Poem by Ratnroll
My soul squirms
Naked and bare before you, Your leeching, probing eyes Pierce my skin My humanness is left exposed, Weak and scarred All armour wiped away. You claim you're my protector, My watchman, my shield, But the layers of pain Lay scattered at your feet, Slaves to the hands that tore them. How will this soul survive? My strength and will depleted, The fight in me is lost - And with one heavy breath, Your will is done My soul succumbs Leaving behind A broken bag of bones At your feet. © 2013 Ratnroll |
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