Monday, March 26, 2001

for him who crushed me

For him who crushed me

I wish he knew
What it felt like
To drown from the inside,
To feel the water
Claiming his breath,
The liquid death,
Displacing the air.


I wish he knew
What it felt like
To have the flames
Of utmost humiliation
Lick at his skin
And brand him
An utter fool.


I wish he knew
Then he'd know

How I feel.

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