By Jamie Kittin79@hotmail.com
Date: 21 April 1999

I Wonder...

Don't hold me anymore and tickle your devil tongue all over me,
Crushing my heart again and again.
The maggots spill from your mouth and nest within my mind.
The poison festers and I wonder, will it kill me, in time?
Like a puppet dangled from your strings, 
Almost escaping until you jerk me back.
I wonder, what in life you lack?
I begin cleansing myself and
When I'm almost clean,
You come back and dirty me.
Slinging your lies like mud, like grime.
I wonder, will I be clean, in time?