Breaking Point

Breaking Point

Flaccid is this flesh

Torn by hooks of pain

That rendered no escape

While bleeding in the reign

Of madness for so long

Yet not one tear fore led

Feet flailing in mid-air

Upon the watershed

Her eyelids all aflutter

Teeth piercing tender lips

She rips out clumps of hair

With bluish fingertips

Then clawed away the hum

That split the silent roar

Resounding in her ears

No more, no more, no more!


©Kay Salady


About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on March 2, 2014, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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