churned insides beg not to fall out
stuck in my throat a lump of contempt
burning for justice
hold it all in
hold it all in
the cuts you cant see
are the ones that kill
stuck in my hand
broken glass begging not to
comel down
fists locked in fury
slice in crushing
warm ooze
stings
hold it all in
hold it all in
burn
burn
burn
I
will
not
lie
but
no
truth
will
be
heard,
no
truth
will
be
told;
it
sits
like
a lump
of broken glass
in my
throat...
Ouch!!! That sounds so
Ouch!!! That sounds so sickening!!! A very strong and powerful write. A good analogy, I never thought about it in that way before... Still it gives me a sickly feeling when I think about swallowing glass cutting my throat from the inside ahhhhhgghhh GROSS!!! Amazing write! I don't know how you do it but you always manage to get me to see things I never thought of in a certain way or see things very differently! Thanks! MS
Dont look for me, I'll find you ~Moonshadow