The petals on your roses have long fell off.
I’ll be there to plant new seeds.
My flowers have decayed.
But yours will bloom.
I just hope we can share the same water
When even if I’m dying.
The stained red petals on your roses will bring me back to life.

As your soft fingertips caress my skin.
     I’m waiting.
Dig your nails deep into me.
      Stab me.
Like everyone else.
     Only.
This one will hurt.

I’m begging you please reconsider.

This feeling.

Weights in my stomach

Holding me down

My tongue has been cut

Ceasing the words

I want to say.

There’s nothing that’ll make me speak.

I’m

The

Only

One

Stuck knowing

The words you’ll never hear.