Argument 2.0


We are exploding,

And aim for the throats.

Rabid, wild animals,

Sharp claws tearing deep.

Blood gushes on the pristine carpet,

There’s no way of stopping –

There’s no wish to.

Yells on the top of the lungs

In vain hopes to communicate,

Through pain and betrayal

Through abuse and lies

Slice off our disguise

Flaying our skin

To make ourselves at home within

We still,

Confusing the hell out of us.

Are we dead? Did we hear?

Is it trust?

You watch. I stare,

Cut wide open, practically bare,

Trying hard….very hard…not to blanch

I offer you an olive branch

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