With ripping, prying vises
Her hands tear open a crevice
Bottomless and sharp.
I am falling
Breaking my neck:
Paralyzed with rage.
Wildly I cry
Searching for my escape.
My fingers scramble for a hold
(I hope you two are very happy)
The walls of this abyss prove smooth:
Glass that will not shatter.
Leeches crawl from her eyes, her touch on your skin,
Her poisonous kiss on your lips.
They find my ripe, naive veins
Welding themselves to my skin.
I look to where the sky once was
(Say it isn't so)
My tears fall up to meet your face;
You quickly get out of the rain,
Sealing me in my glass tomb
Forever to fall
Very rough draft. Let me know what you think!
