Her Undenied Infirmity Poem by Britney Hogue

The gleaming silver blade
Lies upon the table,
In this abyss
She called a home.
It’s all so hard to abstain from.
To annihilate this agony,
This affiliation, she found herself in,
But its bondage holds her.
This cruel curse devastates and disgraces.
This looming doom is her guide.
The indignation inflicts the scares,
As the blade draws the blood.
Her soul becomes an infirmity,
And she is only left to die.