Scars (Evisceration)

Scars (Evisceration)

A Poem by C Peril

Fingers press for scars,
yet you shall not find them...
My mutilation is deep,
beyond detection

Yet I am still a bundle of
Evisceration, wounds
evading your naive
comprehension 

Strike my black veins
and watch this corrupting
substance, come
washing out of me

You could bathe
in the depths of this
blood,
which lies dormant

Build a tomb
from this morbid
malevolence, occupying
my heart and soul

I wish for
a native shaman,
cleansing cures,
to heal

Isolation

© 2017 C Peril


Author's Note

C Peril
Please ignore grammar problems.

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oh this is a cry in the dark, and a cry to all who have cried so

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on July 9, 2017
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Tags: Wounds, Scars, Underneath, Depth, Character, Anxiety, Pain

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C Peril
C Peril

GY, Humberside, United Kingdom



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Creeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..

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