Cookie-Cutter Hands

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appalls, helplessness, hollow, intentions, loneliness, mutilation, pungent, quote, razor, self-inflicted, void

Red lines appear

As the razor pierces through her skin

Each cut deeper than the last

Closer to the vein

A classic case of self-inflicted pain

 

Blood trickles down profusely

Refusing to stop

As it falls on the marbled floor

Drop by drop

 

Her sore blood-stained hands

Search new places to injure

It’s the re-emergence of an old habit

Trying to fill this void of loneliness

This endless feeling of helplessness

 

The pungent smell appalls her to no end

Ashamed of being so weak

She promises to cease this form of self-mutilation

But even to her own ears

The words sound hollow

She knows her intentions will change again tomorrow

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Deceiver’s Lair

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ablaze, calloused, cheating, deceiver, fury, gaunt, half-truths, lair, molten hurt, pained look, silhouette, torment

Her eyes turn a deep shade of amber

Ablaze with fury

Boring with such intensity into the eyes

Of a passionate teller of half-truths and whole lies

The torment evident in her unwavering glare

Caught in the deceiver’s lair

 

Her knuckles whiten

As her calloused fingers ball up into a fist

Her face, gaunt and drained

of all emotion, pained

the molten hurt bubbling deep within, restrained.

 

With one last look at his face

She walks away into the night

Her silhouette disappearing in the moonlight

 

Her silence says it all..

 

I Dreamt of Happiness

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carvings, cherishable, cooing, delight, dreamt, happy, memories, times

I dreamt of the street

I had trodden on everyday

I dreamt of the high building

I called my own for years

I dreamt of the lonesome park bench

I would sit on, at dusk

I dreamt of a house

I’d go to every now and then

 

I dreamt of a familiar looking woman cooing at her baby

I dreamt of the coloured swings

I dreamt of the places we’d go to

I dreamt of the tree carvings

 

I dreamt of our long conversations

That kept us awake whole night

I dreamt of your farewell party

With you squealing with delight

 

I woke up with a smile

I woke up full of life

The past however turbulent it had been

Was also filled with cherishable memories.

 

Prodigal Forever

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alive, carefree, confined, envisions, escape, headstrong, impish, joy, mend, obstinate, prodigal, son, staggers, visceral

The mother cries with relief

“I thank thee, lord

thou helped him survive”

overwhelmed with the sheer visceral joy of seeing him alive

the love in her heart overpowers the fear in her mind

he had run away to escape the world in which he was confined

 

All hail the prodigal son

for he has returned

no longer headstrong or obstinate

he staggers with an impish grin on his face

he plans to stay and mend his ways

and leave behind his carefree days

 

Or so she envisions.