Prerecorded Rage

Watched from TV

Can't get in

Blocked from the Cage

She puts her hand past the shower curtain

Hand me the soap

I feel the door slam as she exists

I press the soap to my body

Cleansing

Trying to wash away the guilt

Water will not repent me

Something darker is needed

To wash away my sin

Warped Mirage

Were you real

Choice was mine

I chose to steal

I lie on the new found couch

She encourages me to talk

To become Vulnerable

Open up ~ Not again

Lifeless

If only I could breath

Inhale out ~ Exhale in

Water runs dry

Fine lines are drawn

Psychological babble

Trying to contend

Lock me up

I deserve to die

I am back in the water

Trying to wash away the filth

It dangles from my fingertips ~ Dripping

Hanging lifeless, as am I

Helpless

I cleanse my body

Mind remains clouded

Someone else has taken over

I no longer have control

Dreams Die

So I cry

Slinky putrid Stench

Penetrating the approaching end

Was it worth anything

The child, The life

Will you remember

When I finalize my cleansing

Her

I fall to the linoleum Floor

Banging my head to the wall

Feeling no Pain

None deeper then already disposed

Unborn-life taken

Nothing as it seems

Corrupt end saddled

Now I am clean

8-10-00

~Angelle