Dark Poetry ~ Rot in Peace

Washed by pain, cleansed of doubt.
Rinsing myself in sorrow.
A lather of scorn.

Spurned, I will not allow.
Your bleach to afflict me anymore.

Too long wrung in loath cycle serenade.
Too many illusions of drying.

Ripped by your loving embrace.
Restitched with self-hate thread.
Lack of confidence, seamed necessary.

Refusing the refuse bin.
Call now for dry cleaning.

May the remnants left behind…
Rot in peace.