a poem by Nadezhda Aleksandrovna Montik, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

see my agony
it tastes like blood
looks like tears
and feels like hell

hear that cry
its low and slow
minor chords strung
together like a curse

the poisonous words
flying from your mouth
kills off any chance i have
to prove i can make it

why do you keep on
walking looking like a
Judah betraying your best
friend for pennies

don't turn back cuz i
won't acknowledge your
greedy eyes which search for
more ways to destroy me

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