Dana Karim

[danakarim]

Bully

Clad in white robes, you dance on the of a pin. Face dipped in powder, you cry your crocodile tears. Lips painted red, you whisper our darkest secrets...      Or so the story goes.

Ever since I was a child, I've been watching your little tricks. You think that you can hide it, but I know what makes you tick. You're trying to bully us, but I have been bullied since I was six.      And that's the thing you don't know.

You want to step on my head? I'll show you how it really looks like. You want to stab our backs? Watch what you're drinking in that cup. You're leaving too many footprints, I can tell where you're heading to.      And two can play this game.

[danakarim]

Cruciatus

The whispers were loud. Like thunderous clouds, They filled your gaze, In an intoxicating haze.

The words won’t simmer, Your head’s a fluorescent flicker! Your eyes are shut tight, But that persistent blinding light–

It’s scorching your soul, Ripping your flesh out like a ghoul. And when you scream in agony, They grin as if you’re an epiphany.

And when you wilt and wrinkle, Drained out, principles withered, They hold their hands palm up; “Let’s go through another round."