confused martyr

by FireFly - Libra

Smeared sounds of screaming-
Like nails sliding down the chalkboard-
Rattling my nerves-

I heard thru word of mouth-
You’ve given up-
Slit the wrists and climbed up-
On the wooden cross-

A martyr? Attention you craved-
You wanting help-
No, those words you choked on-

That place you occupy in me-
A forever smile-
Is now strangling me-

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2001-04-15 14:14:34
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:44:05
Poem ID: 61976

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