Stripped Away
If I held you to a flame
and let your painted face melt, clothing char off,
would you gaze through blind sockets,
same as you once were?
To do this is pointless because I know
that if I burn you
nothing will remain;
just as it was
when you were whole.
Brilliant way to exorcise the emotion.
You have completed you search for revenge or whatever, and in a poetic way…