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


naturgesetz said...

Deep emotion arising from deep hurt.

Anonymous said...

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

Peace <3

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.