11.09.2007

erosion

your petty squabbles
and scolding
grab hold
of lingering grudges,
my seething veins
start to surge
while you scheme
and leave me behind
to waste away
and impair my odds

your slander
begins leaving blisters,
but you
backstab
within your heart
more than you do in words,
still, i crumble
and decay from
each taunt and calloused reply

as madness turns to mania
my heightened pulse
beats in
sync,
for the only comfort i can find
is smashing my possessions
to pieces

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