I Drank The Kool Aid

Glass pressed to my lips,
liquid dark and murky,
wreaking of rot and decay.
In my ear you whisper 'Trust Me'.
Because I want to believe, I do.
Lies, cruel words, and broken promises
pour into me;
I am filled with your ill intentions.
Stomach contracts,
wanting to dispel its vile contents.
You tell me you love me,
so I drink every last drop.
Like Alice, I feel myself shrinking,
and become a speck of the person I was.

The Cure 'Lullaby'

Screams Kept Silent Too Long

Body abandoned, dumped like trash.

The vultures feed.

Claws and beak shred,

Tearing into flesh;

Ripping out pieces of brain and heart.

The fattest morsels to keep egos full.

Cries and pleading go unheard,

While she drowns in pints of blood and tears.

But In her eyes,

an ember flickers.

The will to survive remains.

Flint becomes raging fire.

Devastation births warrior.

Armed with thickened scars

And the spirits of those who fell before.

She charges with screams kept silent too long.

Sinead O'Connor 'Thank You for Hearing Me'