Marks on My Neck

He left a mark on my neck A kiss of love, a bite of affection You left a mark on my neck One of rage and hateful aggression Your eyes bore deep into mine Fist held back threatening to swing Eventually you let it down Yet the one on my neck was given one last … Continue reading Marks on My Neck


I should've known your angelic hands Would do nothing but strangle The hearts you made so eloquently yours Oblivious to the vandal I should've known the songs you sang Carried something beneath The voice like honey meant to entrance Then deceive like thorns on a wreath I should've known the eyes that looked Searched for … Continue reading Betrayal