just another thought

Just another thought


Oh, the silence in slumber!
Is it I that screams, yes I am expelling these abusive words.

My poor children, these looks of accusation form this gleaming eye, yes, following… hovering over the pray hissing, slurring, condemning.

STOP!


Peel my flesh back, I love them, come to me children do not be scared come to me please!
MAGGOTS!

Let these wretched worms die beneath the earth; let them grow cannibalistic and feed from each others entrails, possibly learn to survive in the darkness and navigate themselves by the smell and hunt for flesh to survive.

STOP!

I crumble before you… and you just stand there rescue me! My children come to me, pull my hair back, and cleanse my decrepit body hide your wounds keep secret my dirty anger my poisonous deeds my dirty needs.
Hide me when they return!