…written deeply into my skin
Trigger warning: **Themes of domestic violence and death**

The endless motion of the tides
as they ebb and flow
and cradle the waves
before and after the fall
now caress your empty bones
as they lie abandoned and alone

wave after wave
exposing the stark white
that lies beneath
the all-encompassing darkness
darkness that you used to wear
like a cloak
with which you coloured my world

stroke by brutal stroke
as my spirit you broke
revealing in the end
that at your core
you were born of flesh
and as other mortal beings

to dust you will return
but whilst death is the price
of your sins
your soul will forever burn
the price for the passages
written deeply into my skin
© Ann Bagnall