Sunday, October 5, 2014


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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