The Howl of Vagitus.
A heroin heroine.
As the blood soaked walls
weep around us;
their tears pooling in pity
on the floor,
your scream bawls out
through the wards of whispers.
Itching its way
down hallowed halls
***
Past sniffs of judgement,
and slaps of righteousness.
All deaf to the hunt
in your call.
An insatiable thirst
crying out to be heard;
demonically mine
and now yours.
***
I hear your pain.
Born of my own.
The need of my needle
...tracking deep.
Each wretched howl
curdling my milk,
in rigor mortis
to your wake.
***
Each scream
sears the wounds
of my torn out womb.
Preparing me to leave you here.
Abandoned in hunger
Lungs raging with thunder
The scorn of my devil
in your breath.
***
Goodbye savage angel
Time to set you free.
Time to get a better start.
Though never together.
I shall love you forever.
With these scars
that replace
my lost heart.
.
About the Creator
Caroline Jane
Warm-blooded vertebrate, domesticated with a preference for the wild. Howls at the moon and forages on the dark side of it. Laughs like a hyena. Fuelled by good times and fairy dust. Writes obsessively with no holes barred.
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