Suicide Trees Poem by Lauren Ruark

I spent my
whole life
In love with despair
Kept my lungs full
With the breath of thier
Mute atmosphere
I became
What I hate
And thus
Shall I remain
To give birth to a
Mighty assasin
Armed with a weapon of words
To defy the lies
To never compromise
No
Today
My name
Is pain
I stood
Beyond the world
Whispering secret syllables in the
Eyeless dark
Dancing wildly
Round and round on the rotting ground
Surrounded by the dead dusts of hell
This is how I delet myself
And this is how I corrupt
Everyone else
Obey
Betray
You are not unique
You do not need to think
Take it
I will
You succumb
So nicely
Like an insect staring back
Like a dying dove
My love

So here we are again
The sheets are staind and bloodied
The animals scratch at my skin
Here we are again
My face is scraped and bloodied
I've nothing left to give

I wasn't there
I'm not involved
I'm innocent
It's not my fault
I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault
Here in the suicide trees

No, bloody, bloody, bloody
Murder
Among the exciment of my sins
It's not happening

So here we are again
In secret ceremonies
Changing shape, amen
Here we are again
Pretending not to notice
The illness sneaking in

I wasn't there
I'm not involved
I'm innocent
It's not my fault
I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault
Here in the suicide trees

Toil and labor, hate your neighbor, faith in favor, obey
Obey
Here I do as I please, obey, here in the suicide trees, obey
Hate your neighbor
Scratch at my skin
It's not happening until fade out