Dedicated to @magushapu
Eyes shut in dreamland,
Rolling tears at gunpoint.
Splattered blood,
Loved ones in duress,
Calamitous storms and sadness.
Knife cuts adorn skin,
White strips around blotched red,
Waking with strangle marks,
On a restless bed.
Drowning without air,
Heaving breaths and sweat;
Soundless screams and pained moans
Cruel laughs: so unfair.
Sleepless and scared,
Afraid of nightmares
Glints of knifes
And refuge in darkness.
I am haunted:
Sunken eyed and sightless,
warm arms cocooning me,
Which battle the hideous demons,
I encounter in my hellish dormancy.
YOU ARE READING
When The Heart Whispers
PoesiaThe poems reflect evergreen and intense emotions while others are as light and weightless as feathers. It's like the heart whispers softly, waiting to be heard. ~Vote and Comment~ © tanxsha [Previously warped_realities]
