I took up on a challenge again this week brought to you by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, a fun site with every day a new challenge to get your writing juices flowing. Just click on their name and you can join in on the fun.
Drowning in Liquid!
It is not a rare sight
being Stygian self unlike
string puppet of society
I gaze down a glass of razorwine
or some other
man made poisons
to numb pains
of former crimes
A hungering need
to immerse my sorrow
in spitefulness venom
viewing the world in silence
as technicolours
desensitize
my being.
Wasted
forgotten
beaten
I regret
Defeating the inept me
below wrinkled mercury moon
reflects in the gutter stream
next to germinated self
my only company
washing away in rapid flow
I drown in sour liquid.
©Ranting Crow2014-’15
Ranting Crow 