Destruction For You

another short

Piercing past the precious surface you call skin; the bullet.
Reaping for the heart of mine that you slowly turn on a skillet.
Burning past pain. Roasting over the reddish, hate-filled flame.
This bloodshed night escapes with such a visible, maddening scar.
Turn on the only light in your mind, so you can see it fearfully raw.
Spawning the affection so wearily, you try to catch the rage inside.
Crusted, dark-red lines hidden by the bandage upon your very wrist.
Unveil the weeping wounded to find such destruction as this.

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[jumbie's #1 fan]

this is really good. the visuals you evoke out of the reader are very vivid. great job!