Serrated plastic punches through,
Opening a weakness for desire.
She reveals the pretense of inappropriate demeanor,
Focused on the prospect of affection.
Insignificant, she descends into a world of suffering,
Gradually loosing vision of the ambitions once pursued.
Suppressing the thoughts of a life time lost,
She unleashes into the black battle of a broken heart.
Charcoal spikes piercing through flesh,
Exposing an inner despair never perceived before.
Swallowed whole, she remains abandoned and unaware,
With the desolate knowledge of life without love.
I wrote this November 2004, please comment I really appreciate it, and vote too please!
