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Rapture

September 29, 2021
By Anonymous

Whatever is buried must always be uncovered by the sand 

Because like the secrets of your past 

Nothing is gone forever 

All it took was one moment 

One word 

One glance 

and I regretted it instantly 

But you don’t feel the guilt until after you’ve been thrilled 

Call it what you may 

You still can’t take back what you say 

Sweet sweet Surender that’s how I pray 

But wicked wicked torture that’s how you kept me at bay 

Every look you give is a lie 

Every word you utter is a lie

Every move you make is a lie 

But under the world where you threw me to die 

I can still bask in the pleasure that you gave me to spend my time 

You will never forget my eyes because they haunt you every night while you hide 

You will never forget my voice because it echos in your house each night that you cry 

You will never forget my body because it will be imprinted in your mind every time you look in her eyes 

But the one thing that I left behind 

that you will never be able to bury in the rye

is the son I left for you to mind 

And every time you look in his eyes 

You will see my soul 

And know of my rapture  

Because all I ever wanted 

was to see you burn 


The author's comments:

The allision that love exists between you and someone else can be seductively painful because when you awaken from the dream, anger is all that is left. The ending is the beginning and essentially anchors the piece by explaining its message of wanting to gain a semblance of peace from absolute anguish. 


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