Poetry

This Phoenix

Remorse wasn’t something you felt,
you weren’t capable of any feeling,
but I’m here to make sure
you regret everything you ever did.

I hope your soul
is rotting in hell,
enduring your
own brand of torture.
Over and over again.
After all, hell is repetition.

I’ll rain
acid
upon
your soul
over and over
again

this
Phoenix
will obliterate
all you were
and all you did.

Β© Sarah Doughty

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22 thoughts on “This Phoenix”

  1. Wow. I’ll just hand in my notice now shall I? Thanks so much for dropping by The Escritorium with a like today Sarah! Sundays are poetry days. I’ll be seeing you again I hope. ~ Pola ~

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