Decipher
Poems to scratch your eyes out to
My hands have grown colder and colder as I sit here.
Once surrounded by all those who would call themselves my loved ones, now alone.
A lingering smell, accompanied by a swarm of flies. It all sets in, starts to hurt, starts to sear.
I've left us with the leaves; the golds, browns, and reds. I've decided my fate and decided you were done.
I could bend the lights like you could bend the truth.
Flutter across the sky on wings of stretched skin, and the same fallen leaves I left you in.
My new life is yours to decipher.
My new form is yours, what you had died for.
My legs stopped moving the same as when you left. When your coil shuffled to the floor.
The skin fell off like wet paper, dyed red like that dress I left just on the other side of the door.
I can still feel you crawl underneath my skin. Under this flesh that writhes with memories you left.
A thousand teeth were given to me through this act of kindness, this true horror that left me bereft.
A living blood clot left empty inside my chest, turning to rot.
I did these things. I left the world when I took you from it.
These hands were stained red with the blood you coughed, you spit.
Why did I have to follow through? Why did you beg me to kill you?
One memory sleeps, as another wakes up filled with rage.
You inhabit all of them. You are the light that blinds me at center stage.
My teeth can rip into you like you ripped into the clot you left me with.
Let the red in your fall stain the gold and brown of the tree I left you in.
My new life is yours to decipher.
My new form is yours, what you died for.
They tell me to keep going. To breathe through the pain, don’t let it stop you now.
End them all now.
Agony in the screams promises bathed in fear.
It's all I can decipher, all I can hear.