The Withering
“Through dangers untold ….and
Hardships unnumbered”……
A faint smile
The merest lifting of each corner
Of her mouth
Fleeting
Already gone
Hidden
Beneath the shadows
Looming in her eyes
Dark pits of despair
Pushing her feet onward
Pulling her soul apart
Through the lies uncovered
And the heartbreak unbearable
The final destruction
Rending of her true self
Feelings
Emotions
Expressions
Unacceptable
Clinical discourse only
Measured in droplets of blood
Darkest heart blood
Turned in wood
Hidden beneath
Night’s cloak
And cloud
© Susan Jamieson 2014
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