Hurt

What hurt does to the mind and body. This was used to create my art personified.

 

Hurt

 

by Lady Valmar

 

It is a bleeding wound, trailing across yellow pages and somber melodies.

A body shakes with anger at having endured such turmoil from another being.

Hyena laughs carry with it the dust of wet leaves and scraped metal.
A Milk cart stacked on the doorway but empty of milk.

The poison of the strike still echoes in the veins. Blame everything and everyone, it will make things better.

Scrape away the cement mud wall use a spoon and dig your way out.

From behind bars, the lady sits awaiting what is next.

Scars of crossed blue and forest trees haunting renditions.

Confusing, racing thoughts collect around the brain stem.

Escalation of past bad guilt sails in with the breeze.

The feel of the blade scraping the burn down deep.

Empty and hollow, scream in the misery.

Take the green or the blue?

 

 

Author's Note

Here is the web address for the art that was created because of this poem. http://ladyvalmar.deviantart.com/art/Hurt-99170360