“It doesn’t matter if you and everyone else in the room are thinking it. You don’t say the words. Words are weapons. They blast big bloody holes in the world. And words are bricks. Say something out loud and it starts turning solid. Say it loud enough and it becomes a wall you can’t get through.” ~ Richard KadreyWritten by Shackled and Crowned and HastyWords Words strike with anger and malice Razor blades would be more kind Rousing animosity, rage, and ferocity No amount of love we will ever find Pencil points pushing toward the blood lines We don’t fear the inevitable bleed-out I swell toward thoughts of unveiling a truth So rarely, spoke, my sweet poetess Working towards a mercy that goes too far With each lettered loop and each broken point I ruthlessly scrawl this heated passion On a page disguised as smudged black tears The slice that is heard through such fear… Through such tears… Creates a haven in my black soul, Gashes prove painful while stings bring release Fear and happiness mix in turn A Frankenstein of feelings endlessly churn Your words split my skin And with new words stitch me up again …but words can’t heal me now, And you don’t care if I breathe or cease So what’s the use Trying to grab at anything in this darkness? Hot daggers pierce me through Bloodless I lay been bled dry All these years I ignored The crimson writing on the wall So, you did what you were here, to do Curse my path forevermore? Strike my heart, and close this door To you and I and words…galore
My first duet with Shackled and Crowned. If you haven’t seen her blog I urge you to visit. I enjoyed writing this piece.