Wild

Your words are knives dragging across these cage bars

enclosing the creature within,

each scrape of metal upon metal,

the chink of blade upon bar

you chastised me for my words

unlike you who continues to screech and grind on the very fibers of my being,

though tamed like your pet

-I am wild-

detaching my jaw to scream,

spitting venom,

melting the image of a memory 

destroying what once was,

but that was not me, my dear, this is your doing,

you released the furious fire from beneath my skin,

erupted each element of emotion to flow with

anger and tears:

how different are the promises we made,

why, now, do I weep fiery rivers at your name,

but the creature within no longer sleeps

your chinking and scraping and grinding and screeching

has stirred her from peace

heed my every warning for the wild within is released.

So run my dear.

Reviews

[MinorArt]

Raw, raging, remarkable x

[Abi Heywood]

Wow thank you!

[Joel Armstrong]

I loved this one.Its dark,creepy and revengeful.showcases the beast in all of us I suppose when you are pushed beyond your tolerance limits.do write more

[Abi Heywood]

Thank you Joel!