Ate-on,spit-out..Sliced and diced.
Frozen, thawed, bit-on and gnawed.
Heated, deleted, fried, chard.
You were simply past-over.
consumed,
nothing more than a soul leftover.

Bitter cold, sweetly scented.
Your heart and mind, only rented.
Skinned alive, left to survive.
The burning away, as you die in mind.
Fragments licked and swallowed.
Nourishing each wet tongue tipped find.
Fetal matter in the middle of every line.

Take me, eat me as I watch the knife draw blood.
Like ricochet puke, oozing out my opened veins.
Savored between your black stained teeth, like cud.
Just a passing you say, a soul leftover to play.
Demons even turn away,
from this soul you left this way.

Yes but they do not fade away from our minds.

Honest... Raw. The ugly truth on how we damn ourselves on earth, so our souls wonder aimlessly, kicked out of hell but unwanted in heaven.

Love's bitterness as it leaves,,repeatedly for some...
Never to have and hold but just to feel for a moment..as it takes flight once more,,away from each heart.......

Thanks for reading,,

I see what you mean..

good write

It's good and necessary to get it all out- glad I wasn't eating as I was reading. *wink wink*

Good job Terry!

I was exploring the depth of despair,,

sooooooo, I take it,,it WASN'T YOU,,who held the knike here then.


I guess my depth on YUK,,is pretty cool then,,,,



Thanks for reading Pam,,and hope your back to 90% YOU by now?

Be safe,,

well,,I DO wash my hands before and after EVERY write.




But,,,YOU GOT IT!!!!!Yeahhhhhh

I tried to express the pain in so many that I have talked with,,as they told me how and what they were thinking after a slit-up..
As well as my own past experiences,,,

A sicking feeling of miss,anger, hurt,and misery...

And to TRY and put it into a worded picture,,,is TOUGH,

Thanks for reading Liegh

Thanks for reading Burgan,,Insane,,,Afriqueen,and Tazzman!

Good to feel,,I still draw some minds....

AS LONG,,as THEIR NOT,,,,,EATING,,,,