Grief reached out
And grabbed my throat
It crushed the spot
That housed my voice
Like a cardboard box
In a giant’s fist

Pain reached out
And yanked my feet
It buckled my knees
And felled me fast
My legs like a fawn’s
In a sawtooth trap

Loss reached out
And stole my soul
It sucked me clean
Took all old fight
Left bare my bones
A sterile me

Release seeped in
And shored my spine
It meated my middle
Infused ash skin
So from this corpse
A beast shall rise


Image A Cold Resurrection by iNeedChemicalX on deviantart.com

~ by April on December 15, 2017.

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