F*** Your Words

F*** Your Words

A Poem by AKhaus

Slow mother
Slow mother
Slow your words
For when they start to come out you can’t stop the hurt...

I hear the trumpets rattling in the back of that cage as you unleash your unrelenting rage.
The howling pain clouds the air to breathe and I see below your fire a child in need.
And when the confusion starts, you begin the bleed.

Nothing stronger can exist than a child who submits.
F**k Your Words that you planted deep in this brain and f**k your sacrifice for I’m not to blame!

© 2019 AKhaus


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Added on June 16, 2019
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AKhaus
AKhaus

Columbus, OH



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