Adriane Hunt

Covered By Darkness

no gun or cut wrists
she hates her tomorrow
the body hangs heavy
dad cut her down
tears sting his face
her last words
still stain the air
groans, grunts, gurgles
playing in loops in my head
another year passes
his breath is tight
he suffocates in the night
a new days stench
i hate the very thought of you
you don't deserve the ink in this pen
you left us screaming
you make me sick
i can't find the love
alone now i sit
paralyzed by silence
around me the air is thick
release me
let me live
burn, burn, burn
i won't end on Jesus
you won't find him here

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 28, 2009

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Comments about Covered By Darkness by Adriane Hunt

  • La'chelle Yount (10/23/2008 8:45:00 PM)

    By far your most depressing! LOL! But I am intruiged by the depth of this. I never knew you had such a place!

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