Blood if sin.

I’m missing words and thoughts are pounding as my head is screaming lingering soaked in the blood of sin and constantly streaming.Strip away my outer layer let the coldness burn my naked form appease the devils sky as thunderous clouds create a storm. Bang away all feelings from the nerves within my skin
tease out all the bullshit that filters within. Leave no part untouched, no part unseen place me on a pedestal
and watch me tremble beneath the spotlight as I stumble and fall.

Karen Hayward ©2016


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