Help.
Help me
suffer.
My veins writhe
while pain seeps,
haunting me.
My carcass breeds
new pain. Questions
linger, whispers
shroud my temple.
No end in sight, I
cocoon myself in
time’s maddening shell
suffocating hope,
releasing death’s reign.
No longer reaching for
redemption’s hand, my soul
recites bitter hymns. My
barbed wire tongue bleeds. Lies
spill over my carcass
battering wretched flesh.
Time hinders what the mind breathes -
fire, ice - torrential storms
brew. My heart conjures death’s spell
awakening this madness.
Within the dark I search for
answers, expecting to find
what hides behind the moon’s eye.
Trapped between pity, shame and guilt
my soul is tossed around, blindly
following the path set for me.
My feet trod through the forest. Stone
underneath - my casket awaits.
Buried in quicksand, I unsnarl
the threads of time while becoming
entangled in deception’s web.
My eyes open. I hear the truth - words,
undecipherable parables.
Still I run toward time’s echo while
it shatters my spleen and cracks my skull.
Fragments release, memories of past
entanglements hinder forgiveness.
I beg for death’s ocean to wash me,
purify my soul, inhale my pain.
Silence hovers, taunting - I forfeit.
Face toward the sky, I lie barren, split
in half. My pieces dance, questioning my
desire to indulge in pity’s glow.
Tears trickle down. My foundation transforms.
Broken, I remain confined to time’s bed.
My design molds new pain. Life’s vision craves
a new canvas. Painted pictures gather,
congregating around death’s altar. I’ve
become the perfect sacrifice - begging,
entreating for death to help me suffer.
© 2024 Rena Aliston. All rights reserved.
This is a new poetry form that I came across. The poetry form is called Decibel and was created by K.B. Silver. It is composed of ten stanzas. Each stanza increases the number of syllables per line, from one syllable in the first line until you compose the tenth stanza with ten lines of ten syllables each.
She tagged me and I was up for a new challenge so I figured I’d try my hand at the form. Check out Ultra Marine by K.B. Silver for more information about the poetry form.