Lost In The Battle

Forced upon me

These unrealistic expectations

While completely unaware 

Of past intentions 

And a life that is better left 

Scrawled across the pages 

Of a dusty journal. 

A heart that was once capable

Of understanding 

Now shivers cold at the thought,

Confused 

By the words she is hearing 

While selfishly feeding 

Her own instinctive desires. 

With anger 

Seeping from her bones

Stinging the open wounds 

Her screams 

Kept silent by the tears of another

As her blood boils 

And she imagines the unthinkable.

This

Which is better left unspoken

Tossed into the trenches

Where it belongs 

To be devoured by the selfish wolves

Who created it

Is the same hungry creature 

Who tears deeply into my flesh

Torturing me 

In the screams of many tongues 

As I struggle 

Beneath its powerful grasp.

I am incapable of saving those

With the same hands

Used to torture another.

Wise to the hurtful truths

Which thrive here

With no shelter to seek refuge

Left only with the painful reminder

Of that which can only devour me

Alive.-