LONELINESS RIDES IN FIFTH PLACE

Hark!
They have spread the news!
The end is coming and it’s all your fault
Run! Precious Girl! Run!
They will try to get you
They will try to make you pay
Your bed has been made
If not by you
Then by the people you have invited in
The vampires
Granted access to the home in your head
Not realising
That mere walls could never keep the chaos out
Or trap it inside
They will know
They will come
They will bear witness to your trials and inevitable demise
When the sky darkens
The eye of the high court is rising
High, high over your trembling body
Oh, so big
Oh, so illuminating
Waning and waxing in barely disguised anticipation
Threatening to crush you under the weight of their judgement
Squeezing your flesh
Bending your spine
Breaking your bones
And watching on as it all spills out
As is your body,
Your whole world is split in two
Your sins laid bare
For them all to see
To poke and probe and pinch and pull
To dig deep, deep into the sickening truth hidden in your delicate flesh
Until there is just as much blood on their hands
As there is on yours
How could you condemn them
To a life like this?
To make them complicit in the hurt you’ve caused
The disaster you’ve sparked
The fire you´ve lit
How could you be forgiven?
How could you be dismissed?
How could you dream of getting out of this without punishment?
So let the bells chime
Let the crowd roar for one last time
Ring in the new world
You will see
Oh, my sweet girl!
You will see how much more frightful this one can be

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Klara Hänsch, 29, Bochum - Germany ✯

“Klara Hänsch is a writer by everything but trade, who at long last decided to step out into the sun. In her attempts to grow and fill her life with love, she embarks on a journey to show the child in her that her dreams were not in vain. Previously only seen by the people close to her, her work is ready to be set loose and be seen and heard. An invitation to make a home in her heart.”