Project POETRY [ENGLISH] ❌CLOSED❌

Scratches Down My Back

Whispers behind of constant untangle
Secrecy in every little syllable
Twisted, Tricked, poison pricked
Runs in my blood, consumed in a bit

How far it goes,how little this sound
It'll hit you hard,like a cannon ball hound
Reverberates here inside my head
Stop for once,I said cut the thread

Blood spills tea in abstract portraits
Dawn paints the absence of hue
Drama Queens ,Jokers and Kings' baits
Faces and Phrases, which pawn is true?

The answer of all is at...
The end of never ending endings
Scratched my back, So It Goes...
Minds are played,Stains have stayed

—Z. Junio