Word of the Day Challenge #54-Untitled Poem

***This poem is a continuation of Sister’s Shade and Bitter Spectre . Again these poems deal with sensitive issues.***

Flesh 

stretched taut over broken skull

eyes sunken

forever looking inward

escaping mirrored glare.

Life went down in a flash

fire burned 

she wanted to forget.

To run away.

Gaunt

sinew and muscle

consumed as fuel.

She huddles

invisible

hidden

hair over face

teeth cracked

decayed

falling out…..

broken

blackened

hurting in her head.

They ground her.

Keep her feeling pain.

Gashes in her arms

festering pus glows

never enough to kill herself

do any lasting harm.

She had luck.

Always found.

Always cradled.

Always…..

brought back from the brink of hell.

She tried.

Put herself in danger.

Ripped open her veins.

Drank to oblivion and beyond.

Took drugs and more.

Every time

she awoke to the same living nightmare.

One she knew well.

The view never changed.

Her eyes flutter open

pain ripping through anew

bending over her

face twisted in anguished wail

eyes blackened with rage

sister soul eater

her revenge…..

©August 30/19

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