Poem -

Slain Advantage.

Extracted force between the two
never thought it could happen to you

Thick clouds infect your mind
softly the whimpers float in the air
questioning, wondering,
what's real, what's a lie.

Ashes catching the lip of your lashes
small grins show by the reflections
of the flames
shown upon your eyes.

Slashed skin exposing fresh veins
Embrace the pain, accept the fate.
You know the answer to the question

Hold onto the thought. Grasp the memory.
Try an remember that you know me.
You could of sworn you known me
broken hearted with sacrifices that were made.
trying to understand without going insane.

Try an tell me I'm not crazy or the loved ones I have actually know me.
ask them a question..
which would he prefer?
only one who truly knows me knows how I do
the answer to any of the questions you gotta look for the clues that have developed over the years

few clouded thoughts became ever so clear
once the box was opened. Once that light shined threW
revealed to me what I needed to do.
was it the pill was it the oath
or the smoke that calls
Shit doesn't matter anymore.
Because I always had.
the Slain Advantage.

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Valerie Lynn

Hey George! You have a great structure to this write. I love the words you chose to describe the triumph in this poem. Amazing write! Much enjoyed! 5*s

Slashed skin exposing fresh veins
Embrace the pain, accept the fate.

Val ♥️

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