The Dagger In My Heart

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A poisoned dagger plunges into my heart,

Causing me to erupt into flames.

I try to scream out in agony,

But an excruciating silence rings instead.

Tears torch my smoke stung eyes,

Threatening to betray my frailty.

Fire torturously lacerates my soul,

Leaving me hollowed and mauled.

I frantically attempt to douse the blaze,

But my exertion only incites it.

I desperately glance about for an escape,

To find the smoke has obscured my vision.

I listen hopefully for the murmurs of aid,

And morosely hear the crepitation of my prison.

Seeking to eradicate my shackles,

I think to extract the calamitous knife.

Yet I cannot induce myself to withdraw it,

Because I grievously put it there myself.

I cannot cease my torrid torment,

For I plunged the malignant dagger into my own heart.

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