My dying spirit
Spirals out of control
Working my bloody
Body to the bone
You ask too much too bare
I resent you for lying in despair
Balance does not exist
Only terror on the edge
A vicious wrath begins
As my rage causes lapses
Of memory and judgement
Pieces of boundaries
Lay on the floor
My apologies and amends begin
Until again
Heather Mirassou's Poetry Soul Closet 