The Hurt in your Eyes
Wire of barbs
Twines round my wrist,
Pulling weight laden arms up,
Suspended by wire of barbs.
Red droplets slip down,
Splashing my hair spraying,
Smaller droplet's about.
Bare in body and soul,
For all to see my shame,
Whips of barbs slice my flesh,
Opening new rivers that run red,
1 lash 2 lash 100 lashes,
Countless trickles red run free.
Biting stinging a scream escapes,
Then a second and third,
Scream after scream,
Beginning where one ends.
Endless lashes of fire.
Would be easier to bare,
Than the look of hurt,
I put in Your eyes,
When I failed you.