Her Anger
Poison in her words
Helps the woman inside her
Overcome
She sips on the fine brandy
And takes a fork to her heart
To achieve no feeling
The curls flow down
To her nape
Singing beauty on a black heart
She punches the ceiling
Making her way
To the top
The screams murmur
Inside her head
It gets unusually quiet for her.
Helps the woman inside her
Overcome
She sips on the fine brandy
And takes a fork to her heart
To achieve no feeling
The curls flow down
To her nape
Singing beauty on a black heart
She punches the ceiling
Making her way
To the top
The screams murmur
Inside her head
It gets unusually quiet for her.