Pages

22 May 2012

Birthright

Buried

Bake my bones

Brittle and broken

Flay my nerves

Fragile and shattered

I am grist for the mill

Meat for the table

Ache me, break me

Roast me on a spit

Cover me in misery

I am watered down

And poured out

Pain is my middle name

Agony is my birthright

.

1 comment:

  1. We're all human (to some extent) and we all suffer - something we all have in common - pain

    ReplyDelete