Inside

i scratch my eyes out
just because
having them hurts
so much..
i vomit in my lungs and
everything inside.
i turn my face - inside

i'll soon be no more than
a stinking chunk of
meat,
still warm and twitching to
the touch


he cannot see me there and
speak into my
eyes.
he only sees my insides as they
slowly, slowly bleed
outside.
he thrusts the knife and
tugs my kidneys out front.
it hurts.

my husband hurts me more -
and just because
it's me he does not know.

a traitor?…
would be if he saw
the eyes inside,
exactly what i hide.
how otherwise should he know?..

once more through my entrails he thrusts,
i scream, he doesn't hear.
the pain is harsh but does not last.
him did i hold so dear

(19 ноября, 3:17)


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