i will *****
your love out
like sweet acid
it lies at the bottom of my stomach
and comes up
triggered by memories
by fleeting moments
the salty love of countless men
lying at the pit for ages
the taste of bitter tears
mixing into
a most cruel of cocktails
i will *****
my sins out
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 5:16 PM UTC
it would be so easy
if only i hated you
if only i despised the way you
hit me so hard
if only i was disgusted by
how you enjoy my pain
instead of craving your touch
and reaching out for that love
that i'll never find
instead of being happy
whenever you decide to
deem me worthy of being tortured
instead of forgiving
everything and anything
but that's why you're still here
cause you'll always be gold for me
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
sometimes when i do my hair
hairspray in hand
i think about how easy it would be
to flick a lighter
and set myself on fire
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 3:29 PM UTC
destroy me, push me down, hurt me
kick me, kick me until i go numb
make me cry with your words, don't show mercy, lash at me
hit me straight on my face, hit again on the other cheek, hit so hard that my brains tremble
tell me how useless i am, tell me how stupid i am, tell me how much more insignificant i am
don't let me sleep, don't let me be, don't let me do anything
**** me slowly with your cruelty, torture the life out of me with your abuse
comment on everything i do and all my faults and get mad at me every time i do something wrong
always remind me of who i am and what my place is, but don't remember my identity, instead shred it into bits and throw it away, so that i will be nothing but your toy
make hearing my name only a reminder that i'll never hear it the same way again
make my name a symbol for a blind dog that is beaten even after it stops whimpering
don't warn me, punish me straightaway, do whatever you want to me without asking
tie me to the wall with chains and make me perform tricks like a dog
because i am your pet
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
your sweet face
starvation
your white fingers
desperation
my filthy head
sensations
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:48 PM UTC
you sit on the sofa
and watch tv
while i lie on the floor
and when the pain gives way
i move
on those limbs you wounded
i crawl
to your feet and look up to you
“hey, dog. come up here.”
i heave my body up
when i sit next to you
i think what i’m feeling
is definitely “happiness”
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC
