I'm going to line up all your fears
Neatly on a shelf
In labelled glass jars
Filled with vinegar
To preserve their dormant state.
(Now you can look them straight in the face)
I'm going to s c a t t e r all your deeds
In a transparent cabinet
With black velvet to cushion you
And showcase all you have done
(To yourself, to him, to her and everyone)
I'm going to gather all your putrescent bones
To mask them as treasure
In an unsettling sea of your own
Acidic blood,
So you can finally be a fossil.
And the only thing that will matter is
All you were will last forever,
(Just like the consequence of your action)
HopelessRomantic760
Onism*