Forsaken

by 7SinDragon DeviantARt artist.

Take my wrath and place it in a jar

Coils of guts slide through your hands

You did this with what you say

I kneel blind and torn out.

There is nothing left of me you keep it in that jar

Putrid, pickled, pulsing. It drains me so

I cannot move. I scream no sound

Blood drips from hollow lips.

A jar of condition and you hold it like a trophy

You made something ugly and you smile with pride

I don’t know who I am

This black — lighted love consumes me.

Ropes of visera slip through my fingers

You keep a guard on it

I rot from the outside in

My arms slick from this fetid tar.

Eternity of darkness, forsaken by your eyes

I wait for you to turn away

To take back what is mine.