Your silhouette dances on the top of my thoughts,
It stomps its heels on my untangled words.
Your Cheshire cat smile gets brighter than the moon,
Reflecting my anger, bending me like a spoon.
And I try to escape it, but I only sink deeper.
Every next hill feels steeper and steeper.
I cannot avenge the blood I have shed.
I want you as my wine, want you as my bread.
Your porcelain teeth dig into my arteries
Until the poison you spew becomes a part of me.
You echo my screams, turn them into lullabies,
And I become dull, wrapped up in your paradise.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 