12,000 Bees

Drowned in a spot of water

Rooted deep your body aches      

To splice the vessels, which bring

Life to your restless body

Aching to disperse the spears

Of crimson red which secretly

Collude to make you animate

Yet you have been away for years

Upon years only to fake a glimmer of

hope to fool the fragmented

Spirit now only thriving on the

Few seeds you force down to

Relieve the emptiness.  Tears no longer flow where

Hysteria Once was perhaps the way,

now numb to the sting of 12,000 bees as the

venom can no longer harm you for you

are now in the cell of the Forgotten Prison.

This poem is about: 
My family


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