Twisted memories

Recollections, hear, see, taste, all senses screaming FUCK YOU!
Legs open, wet stains running from her cunt, duvet tossed aside forgotten
Painted toenails and cum assorted smells fermenting in the air,
Stale milk left spilt on the countertop, abandoned cups on their side.
Oppressive gloom descends wrapping her every fibre
Cigarette ash scattering likes dust in the wind, coating all where it lands
Rolling over stains on bed sheets she buries her head in the ripped pillow
Tear stained face, swollen eyes and lips, gripping the pillow
Suffocating, dying slowly piece by piece