Friday, January 25, 2013

I Hope

I hope the tremor that breaks your rancid heart
Rips through you like an earthquake
Like an avalanche
A convulsion cleaving the blubber and bile

I hope the diseased flesh bursts inside your chest
And fills your lungs with your own putridness
As black as fury; as black as fear
As black as your conscience, if you had one

I hope your whole soul seizes with woe
As the air burns away and your bloodshot eyes go sightless
I hope you feel every ounce of life leaking away
From the arms you will never raise against me again

I hope God is harsh
I hope He is wicked
I hope He is cruel
And I hope your glutton's death is the easiest part

I hope you wake in a room of fire
Drenched in liquor that only burns
I hope eternity is hands around your throat
Staring into a pair of scarlet eyes

And knowing what it's like to be helpless

5 comments:

naturgesetz said...

Deep emotion arising from deep hurt.

Jay M. said...

Wow. Powerful. Strong emotions here. Clearly someone has hurt you deeply. I hope this helps get the hatred out.

Peace <3
Jay

dawn marie giegerich said...

And I hope you are able to divorce yourself from this false facade of a person. Helplessness can be overcome, stay strong, your poetry indicates you are a vibrant presence.

Arizaphale said...

I wonder if he knows how you feel?

BrightenedBoy said...

Arizaphale: You know, I think he does know on a level.