Tear away shreds of my sanity,
discard of them in the wasteland of opportunity.
Scavengers rummaging for the lost.
The hopeless wandering the night,
hapless souls void of light.
Darkness swarming at their ankles,
skinless fingers grabbing,
pulling them down
into the flaming pits.
Tear apart my spirit and spit it
out upon the dirt road of redemption
where it can fester in the warmth
of my guts. Congealed blood gluing
together the remains of any super hero
style sanity. Leave it to bubble, half boiling
beneath the summer rays as that
flaming ball scorches the last remains
of my soul.
Karen Hayward ©2016 (words)
Image is not mine it can be found on pinterest 🙂