Your Brutality

Your brutality shapes itself like confetti

An innocent gift, sprinkled in the rain

It clings, a sticky cluster of mashed up colour

Giving the impression you care

But I can see through you as the sky darkens

You become someone wicked

And I change.

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8 thoughts on “Your Brutality

  1. But I can see through you as the sky darkens
    You become someone wicked
    And I change.
    ………..
    Your Brutality struck my heart with a very familiar blow and
    Shed light on a truth I’d rather not believe.

    I remember how beautiful he looked to the world,
    you know the type, tall dark and handsome.
    He smiled, joked around and was very likable to others
    but we eventually had to go home.

    I remember how beautiful she was to the outside world,
    you know the type, tall, dark long hair, successful by the world’s standards.
    She held a good conversation, was cut from the right cloth,
    the same one she strangled me with
    when we eventually went home.

    A husband, a mother blackhearted and cold
    putting on a smile, making you part of the show.
    Oh how they would flatter and shine
    for everyone but me.
    http://www.sundrip.com/2016/08/05/blackhearted-in-response-to-your-brutality/

    Fatih

    I’m moved!!

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