Contempt is Your Mistress
I am so tired
My brain is in shock
I can no longer arrange
The thoughts in my mind
My head aches from trying
And thinking so hard
To straighten the pieces
Back into their function
The pieces that are sharp
The pieces that are scalding
The edges that cut like blades
The fragments that shatter bones
My mind is shattered
And disconnected
My body is poisoned
Almost into seizure
My thoughts – explosions
Of anger and pain
My feelings – shock waves
From shaming and blame
Sensations of fire
Sensations of death
Sensations of freezing
Delusions of rest
You’ve stolen my truth
For your own empowerment
You bloodied my faith
To prove your sick point
You forced me to hate you
You forced me to lie
You opened strange poisons
And forced me to try
Your mind is so twisted
With anger and hate
You’ve made me the same
In part of my brain
You felt so compelled
To damage and crush me
Contempt is your mistress
She slept in my bed
Quite a lot of poetry your posting lately, and very good I should add. Nice.
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I tend to go through phases about poetry. I had been posting a lot of poetry about 8 or 9 months ago..then it tapered off….now I am back in the poetry zone again …
Thank you for your kind words. Always good to hear from you.
How are you doing?
Annie
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Good your back at the poetry thing. Me? doing fine thank you. Hope is all good on your end.
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So compelling.
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