Handler's view 2

The vicious list has been made
Marking through it with a sharpened blade

Traumatize a pure brain beyond consent
Initiate second cycle down a wicked dissent

Muscles pulsate as a revving engine
Vibrations felt throughout tense tendons

Tar black moons reflect a vacant sea
The porcelain stare gives me malicious glee

Collapsing clumps of earth place a veil over view
Rub in the tears as the soil merges with you

There's nothing left to exceed the torment or pain
Don't be frightened, you're not completely slain.
Edge forward here to state your new names.

Thanks for reading
-nat the cat-

Wonderfully written Nat. A really deep poem which deserves credit. Glad you posted this

I love this one!!!

reply to post by natalia
I know what this is about....I also know it has to be from your insides cuz you properly described how it feels..im not gonna go into further detail for reasons that im sure are obvious to you. There are more of us than you think