Wednesday, May 24, 2023

Buried my neighbour's lost son

 






Please spare me


Hands crawly

Nails like saw edge 

Face horrifying

Eyes dark, it's all pain

The voice not good, horror

It's him, I know it's him


Get me out this 

Give me a reason, atleast one to go abiss

I'm in the dark, there's a hand here 

I'm lost, complete fear 

It's him, he's causing all this


A result of a religion long wasted 

I'm the one who buried the neighbour's lost son 

I gave the abortion idea to my then 'loved lad'

I'm here now, consequences in a thud 

I'm with him, I know it's him


Spare me, please spare me 

Long nailed crow, please spare me 

I see his face, blood in his hands 

I hear the cries, melody annoying

Cries of everyone I wronged, everyone's mourning

Please spare me 


I don't like him 

No I don't like it here 

I don't 

Please spare me

Spare me...


© amimoh

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