The matriarch sits on her thrown puking out her orders to all below!
My bare feet balance on the edge of a razor
Trying to balance my weight evenly
Thoughts and words throw my balance
Deeds and action make me falter
The razor slices through my arches
passing through my ankles
pausing slightly as
my calves give way, like a hot knife through butter
At my knees the pain registers unrecognizably
I wait for my spine to be severed from my gut
The queen she speaks again, berating me for what I've done...
LOSING MYSELF ON THE EDGE
her bile in my ears
her venom in my mind
I lean over and sever my spine
Death does not happen, I am only paralyzed
The parts I have left still betray my mind
Pain registers in phantom parts of me.
The bitches scorching words cauterize my mortal wounds
Her healing words demoralize my being
Her cancerous existence causes me to be benign
MY EFFORTS ARE LIKE ME... HALF ASSED!
IN HER EYES.
wait... so you've met her???
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