Violence on roses
Letters burnt into my skin
There's a light in my soul that won't go out
And it burns, and it bleeds, as I try to snuff it out
Frosty hair on sheets crusted over with desire
My mind, and my soul, and my heart are on fire
It's not a flame of happiness and not a flame of joy
It's a hell hot pit that I wish I could destroy
I fight, and I scrape, and I try to get away
Silver tongue telling me "No bitch, not today"
You were supposed to be my savior, this was supposed to be the end
But you thrive in my pain and you take away my friends
Feed me drugs and tell me it's okay;
"No one else will love you anyway"
About the Creator
Christiane Winter
Science fiction, horror, and dark comedy enthusiast. I have been a GM for D&D for 10 years, playing for nearly 20. Like all aspiring authors, I have hundreds of stories, and almost none have been finished.
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The emotions are so raw. So well written!
I can feel the pain coming through on this one, haunting and excellent work as usual.