A Shadow with No Face
Animosity Lingers When the Sky Is Silent
Eventually,
I lost it—
A quiet unraveling,
Rather,
Or was it always this way?
The cries are
Growing in intensity
I no longer
Feel safe
Animosity
It is animosity,
A shadow with no face
Cannot hide
From these fractured reflections,
Cannot integrate
Into a world unyielding,
Cannot alter
The relentless script
Cannot commence
Anew beneath this weight
Where is heaven
When the sky is silent?
This is my exit
Perhaps not
Unlikely
Vindicate for us
Only memory will remain
The inhumane
The crooked
The disturbing grin
A gutless pig
How many more lives?
About the Creator
Rage
Content Warning: Domestic Violence, Assault Rage D. A. Ratliff “Who did this?” My voice echoed through the house. All I wanted was a cup of tea, but one of the twins, running through the house like maniacs, knocked it over. My nerves tingled, and every muscle in my body felt coiled like a spring. Survival seemed out of reach.
By D. A. Ratliff6 days ago in Fiction
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