Wednesday, January 20, 2016
My Remains
Torn I am- woman from flesh
Barbarically persuaded into a utopia not knowing it’s a preface of a mirage painted eons ago
Devoured strategically – female to girl placed sacrificially on a podium
Vulnerability orchestrated to perfection
Credulously I cling to a yearning of reaching my never- land
Hell-bent on reclaiming my morality
Hear me, hear me scream
For I remain trapped in this mummified edition of self
Take need when I call out in desperation to be unraveled and redressed
Stop tyrannizing me and look into my eyes
Terminate this ravishment you’ve unleashed on my soul
Take a glance into my eyes and witness purgatory in the making
Wrenched I’ve become at the sight of my remain
By: Linda RM Baumann
20 January 2016
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