Grating End
I grit my teeth
and grated on you
You bashed ‘my’ ear
with your tone
and your melancholy rings in it
tap dancing in my brain like horrid
pesty little children
We peered between the cracks
too scared to go between
A circle of filth unraveled
A stench unwarranted
We became masters of deceit.
We watered the seed of discontent
unconsciously
out pouring decay
We closed the
gate to pure and meaning
Chaos ensued
and we danced in its charm
justifying our
reckless selves
We rolled around in the dirty mud of it
like pigs in
dirt, full of glee
but ready for
the slaughter
Take hold of
another day
and cover it
with slime
We created a
circle of filth
a stench
unwarranted
We shot bullets
of despair
no armour to
protect
We shot at each
other like
one shoots at
the enemy
to save
themselves
Your pieces
were falling
off and
exploding on me
The flames you
threw at me
burned and
scolded my heaviness
A sunken me
and a sunken
you
and it was the
end
Arms
out-stretched to an empty receiving
we said goodbye
and good riddance
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