CONTENT WARNING: self harm
Venom is probably one of my favourites, especially for it's ending where the fear and helplessness twists into an angry courage
[ID: a background of woodland taken from an outcrop of mossy rock with black text on top reading:
You slip down my throat like a viper,
The threat of you choking my throat
Until my voice box breaks. No word passes these lips.
A fang is slicing my heart like a dagger,
A piercing barb that sticks in
To stop the bleeding that no one can see.
The blood is freed by a knife or nail
That sweeps the wrist,
Rolling no drops.
An anaconda coils my head.
It's fat snout pressing against the bone,
My brain tightens.
This biannual secret won't leave, you know.
Like a grass snake.
What fear did I have of it?
To trust, to trust,
The secret burns as I wash the offending arm, shake the grief.
You never let my tongue slither
Between my teeth to say.
Someone's been bitten.
I am the cobra,
That will sting with teeth the enemies I fear
Until, no one hurts, again.
Until my heart heals inside my rubber body,
No pain, no saviour,
No fear? (End description)]
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