limp, bloated words fill up your
gaping mouth,
gasping,
trying to
escape,
held fast by razor-sharp
fangs, yellow
you bite your tongue so hard it
bleeds,
your mouth filling with
red copper,
your mouth already full with
unspoken truth,
your mouth dripping with bloody words,
falling,
your jaw dropping to the floor,
disconnected from your skull,
to much for your jaw to bear,
broken,
dead.
you are dead at last.
too scared to tell the truth,
eventually you die anyway,
bleeding out your lies.
..................................
so sleepy -_- zzzzzzz
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YOU ARE READING
as we fall
Poetrypoems of truth and how we feel, even though we never say it. a collection of my original poetry Copyright 2015
