DominatrixAriannaRouge's blog: "my poetry"

Something

Something in me is broken.

I feel like my humanity has been stolen.

Because every day, I feel nothing.

Wait, that's a lie. I do feel something.

It's hard to explain, but I will find a definition.

It feels like something is burning.

Something is on fire, caught up in some type of conflagration.

There is more, something more saddening.

My vocal cords are damaged from an internal screaming.

My eyes are tired from being awake because I fear dreaming.

My head is bloody from beating it against the wall in frustration.

My wrath, my rage pour out in lethal precipitation.

I am killing everyone with guilt and condemnation.

I try to cover my mouth from releasing word to contribute to the earth's pollution.

But the voices say no, they need to listen.

So, I drop my guard and smear the crowds with the pains of my depression.

My heart tears out of my chest with her teeth singing out my secrets, my confessions.

My antagonist is pouring salt into my wounds caused by self infliction.

My knees are sore from constantly praying.

I need assistance, divine intervention.

Stop me from making my final move to put the last nail in my coffin.

And there is that nagging feeling.

No words can describe it, no explanation.

I just know it's there, looking at this train wreck in admiration.

The pain I feel is so intense and piercing.

I want to slit my own throat, this is my final call, close the curtains.

I know all this is not just a figment of my imagination.

There has to be some type of reason.

So, I sit here in the dark, trying to figure it out. I don't know, but it has to be something.