Poison under my skin
Drips to the fingertips,
Like acid to this paper
Writing my apocalypse.
It burns and scolds
With flames to ashes,
It’s a nuclear reaction
As light & dark clashes.
The world injected me
With all this venom,
Turning innocence
Into a deadly weapon.
A product of my past
The tortured castaway
Haunted by the images
Forced to live another day.
Tarnished with poison
Yet filled with gold.
They can’t inject my heart
As my soul won’t be sold.


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27 Responses to Venom

  1. Coyote from Orion says:

    I got fire dancing on my fingertips πŸ€—πŸ€‘πŸ€‘πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜ˆπŸ˜»πŸ•΅πŸ–πŸ’…πŸ’œπŸ’₯

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  2. The way you use words are just so amazing I know what I’m trying to say I hope you do hahaha just love your writing.

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  3. Nan Mykel says:

    Reblogged this on NANMYKEL.COM and commented:
    I’m re-blogging because this so well reflects what healing survivors experience.

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  4. emotionsoflife2016 says:

    Marvelous like always Katrina

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  5. Eleanor says:

    Profound and brutal. Brilliant piece.

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  6. Another great work of art. You’re so talented and if you ever had a doubt, we can confirm that poetry is your calling.

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  7. Coyote from Orion says:


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