Broken Woman

There’s an oozing slick that’s worked its way down and across my ravaged flesh, a black oil sliding over me and permeating my skin

When I lay back it flows up and into my mouth, down my throat, making its way to cover over the blackness shrouding my heart

Once upon a time I listened to sweet lyrics dripping with gorgeous lies, he said he loved me, that I was beautiful, that it was me he wanted

A flicker of hope welled within my breast even as the doubts swirled in my mind, the dark oil of betrayal penetrated and took over

My consuming thoughts rage within me ripping tearing breaking crushing stabbing choking mutilating pulverizing burning me alive

I was in love once
Now I’m only a broken woman

©️tara caribou – 2018

This was written using the weekly prompt (oil, flicker, darkness) over on The Literati Mafia.

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