Ravished.

He won't find me here

and can.

Forget him.

Lade dread I still hear enmeshed.

Still test

The impressed fray not grading.

Cascading raid over her flesh.

Arresting dissent

Fauces leeching

through her clenched teeth

cemented.

smothered pleas

attesting

bolstering lores.

Imagined eyelids as emery.

Scoured imagery.

No memory restored.

When eyes stringed

pull silhouettes from dreams.

Bring hunger from the shaken.

scale to beckon still by

veils of foreign skin.

Broken, bane razed her.

Disgrace to memory, it

raised myrrh.

And as she hoped

her eyes would would open.

But she found no void.

Felt the claws

reeling.

Ripping.

And I saw me there.

Blue, black in her reflection.

Palpable in it's deflection.

Truth flushed.

The suction by our limp stems

he sifts beneath our marrow.

Pith scourged.

Say it's nothing but a vessel.

Say my limbs aren't extending from the creatures grieving the vacancy of trust.

Thrusting outward,

from everything that must have raped my very being,

demeaning this vapid tool.

No.

Tell me I'm safe.

from her body's deprave

this corrupted carcass hers not mine.

betrayed by movement, not mind.

Pined foreign of vapor against grated thorns.

Quivers the sunshine, but only she'd worn

this frame from the bane of our child's home.

Singed the whole while

painting affections on a grid.

Afflictions livid.

Tell me I could not have cut these ties external.

That I'd lost.

Cut her hair so the night wouldn't show.

So the scars could not grow.

And it isn't the same, not her screaming,

like my essence bleeding.

Abasing purity.

Lapsing.

Undressing.

Repressing my will to move again.

Bare on the stone of a sin my hand was not in.

And for once;

I know the accent of control.

Know the terror of it's absence.

He can not find me her

and did.

Forgive him.