Bleeding Darkness

Silence

Beats my heart

Mental tears fall

Upon my ravaged soulscape.

As a knife plunges

Deep into me

Its serrated blade

Tearing apart

My delicate soul

With ease.

Mourning

The tragic lost

Of what could be

And would never be.

Candlelight vigil

For another spark

Of hope extinguished

Before its time.

Knowing

This won't be

The last.

Wondering

Will this ever

End?

Placing my head

Once more

Upon my pillow

Wanting the pain

To disappear.

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

Stark, visceral pain. This one is tightly spun out with no wasted words.

[therisa]

Thanks, Momzilla. Am feeling rather down, being Trans Day of Remembrance.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.